Mirror
I might sound stupid but I wanna try To wipe those tears when he makes you cry You can call me when it's morning And I'll sleep with you at night All these years it's him you admire, Makes me cry but who do I think am I? When's my time to own what's mine, When will things change the way I desire. How could you treat him like a fine wine, When everybody says I'm better than him,, When everybody treats me like a goddess, When everybody loves me but you love him. When you look at me in the eye, Why do I feel a mutual disgust? Why does everything that's on my mind, A reflection of what I see in your eyes. All I was saying is for you to try, To try and give me a single chance. Even when he's still around Just love me and have nothing to worry about.
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