escape into the stars

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My parents raised me on
High hopes and low self esteem
So I care a lot about what others think of me
Sometimes this curse of mine
Takes away my voice and my mind
I try to conquer it all
But when the scar is this deep they show

How can I erase what I was told
By my parents so long ago
How can I change for the better
Knowing all that I know
The world is a scary place
To find yourself in
Sometimes you have to escape into the stars to grow
-kay

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