A girl feeling very small
did not believe in herself at all
Imperfection dragged her down
So difficult to beat
if it's your own voice that speaks
Changing is a matter of time
A process of going on and growing strong
You will keep making the same mistakes again
Unless you decide to turn yourself aroud
'Till you notice beneath your feet already is some solid ground
This day I am not crying some one elses tears
These are my own salty drops
Don't know if they will ever stop
Now released by my mind
They will find there way outside
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