Who I Want To Be

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I wish I could draw a picture, of the girl I want to be.

So you can understand, how much I hate me.

I'd have long black hair, all the way to my waist.

My eyes wouldn't change colors, they would always stay the same.

I would be pretty and skinny, like a model on TV.

I wish I could show you, who I want to be.

My past wouldn't exist, and my scars would disappear.

People wouldn't pick on me, I would never have to shed a tear.

My family wouldn't be broken, in a million little pieces.

We'd all be perfectly happy, no hard feelings.

I wouldn't feel any pain, I wouldn't have to hurt.

He can't touch me anymore, he can't knock me into the dirt.

I wouldn't need, to cut or smoke.

I would be free, and finally have hope.

I wouldn't judge anyone, I could just be myself.

Everyone would accept me, I just need a little help...

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