She hates herself.
Who she is.
What she is.
That she is.
Will I ever change? Will I ever live,
The kind of life He died to give?
Who she is:
Seemingly shy, 'n seemingly sweet,
underneath, someone you don't wanna meet.
Covering her ugliness with kind words and a smile,
Don't get to close or you'll realize her guile.
Will I ever change? Will I ever live,
The kind of life He died to give?
What she is:
Deceitful, a mask, a fake.
Selfish, self-serving, self-preserving.
Unstable, insecure, unsure.
Pathetic, dependent, weak.
Looked over, un-popular, insignificant,
Prideful, indignant,
Rash, foolish, unwise.
Will I ever change? Will I ever live,
The kind of life He died to give?
That she is:
Salty tears many times she's cried
Wishing, as a child, that she had died
Wanting to escape, but not knowing how.
Knowing only that she's stuck for now.
Will I ever change? Will I ever live,
The kind of life He died to give?
She hates herself.
Who she is.
What she is.
That she is.
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