Lovely
He calls me lovely
He calls me special
He calls me different
He calls me unique and wonderful
I know he means every word he says
But my brain can't seem to grasp his words
And I start to question myself
Are these words really true?
Or are they just a joke?
Are these words from his heart?
Or they just come out of his mouth?
I look into the mirror
And try my best
To see myself how he sees me
But then those words replay in my mind
Over and over again
They call me ugly
They call me stupid
They call me worthless
At this point, I don't know who to believe
I don't know which is actually true
I'm left with this question
The search for identity
Am I who he calls me?
Or am I who they call me?
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