When you say I'm beautiful,
I'm not just fulfilling a role
And that not so meant for
Phrase you speak drives
In me a massive hole;
I know I'm not the prettiest,
You've said so yourself before,
So what makes you
Take back those words?
I don't know what you mean anymore.
I'd rather have you gaze at me
Like you would at the moon and stars,
And that spark you said
You never felt, I've been guarding it far.
Can you see the pain I feel
When you don't peek into my soul?
Don't you ever tell me I'm most beautiful,
That lie drives in me a massive hole.
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