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Remember when I said I was ready,
Ready to accept all of me,
I was wrong or maybe I was rightfully wrong?
I was riding on the High,
I had made myself feel beautiful,
Enough for you to like me...

I was what you called a star,
Present but only seen when it shines,
And you said I shone throughout your world,
You said I was your shooting star,
But I should've understood then,
Shooting stars don't last forever,
And stars can only be seen at night,
So Safe to say it seems I was only Living a dream,
Day is here and I'm no longer your star,
You used me but  shooting stars are just made for wishes,right??

Now I feel naive and above all,
I no longer feel worthy of loving myself,
I don't want to see myself in the mirror,
And when night comes,
I sometimes look up and the sight of so many stars,
Proves I was never going to be your only star...

Once you were all I loved,
You made me love myself more,
Said I was your oxygen,
And a part of me wants to know why you're still breathing...

I don't disagree, I am pretty,
But pretty isn't good enough,
I was no good for you,
And pretty only made me a game to you,
Pretty only makes guys gawk at me,
They see nothing but the pretty I have,
Pretty made me easy for you,
And pretty fooled me,

I'm lost and I'm staying home,
If pretty is what's wrong with the world,
If pretty is why you left,
If pretty is why I wasn't enough for you to love,
Then pretty and me can't go,

But, alas you and me remain pretty,
In our minds,body and heart,
Only problem is they never see beyond the outside pretty,
So stay by my side,
We won't fall to our demise,
Fuck love and all his lies,
Let us drown in our pretty,
That from the outside, and that they can never seem to find...