Maybe it's me,
a girl with a broken soul,
who always tries to find happiness
by being surrounded by more people around me.
Yes, it's me,
who tries to fix my broken heart by accepting the men with broken souls,
with the hope that their existence in my life will make me feel better,
with the hope that by giving them comfort I will also find my comfort,
with the hope that by being their heroine, I can rescue my and their broken souls.
It's also me, who is a fool,
because I am no one's heroine
and every time they hurt me,
I break into more pieces with
longer time to heal.
And it's me,
the girl with a broken soul,
who finally decides to seek my own peace and happiness in my solitude,
waiting for my redemption time
to come.
