Amaya:
I've been screaming from the top of my lungs
from the bottom of my heart
I've been looking for help from the world
when will I won't get hurt?
I've been waiting for a raindrop in a drought
to come and make me drown
misfortunes keep on coming one by one
when it rains, it pours
left me undone
I cried and I died
no hand will fix my broken bricks
I am misshapen
I am deformed
I am not haven
I am this dangerous
there's a monster inside of me
who is hurting
someone who wants to love me for me
so who would want to love me
when I am misshapen?
