Part of me
This is me The one who is blamed Every time that something happens People close their eyes on me and just get away You say that I'm scary You're right to be scared After all I'm the girl who was never praised For who she truly was Everyone wanted her to change You don't need to compare me to whomever you think you know I know that I'm not flawless But you don't need to remind it to me Whenever I'm trying to keep my silence Keep glaring at me so that I can regret everything I say that I don't care But deep inside I'm breaking I close my eyes and watch my heart bleed I keep it all inside me I don't want to scream The wounds are healing But I know the scars would always remain And I'm sure I'm not gonna forget How I said nothing and let all these things hurt Here I am again Lost deep inside me I'm still searching for the part of me that one day I swore I'm not going to let anyone reach
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