You only want me, when they want me
You'll only love me, if the crowds adore me
If I sing out of tune, when I talk 'in that tone of voice'
you cringe
Notice
How uneven my smile, the yellow of my teeth
Mention how pretty I'd be, if
If only
I could love myself
Then, I'd prove to all
How worth loving, I am
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