Part of a song I’m in the middle of writing.
She needs to find herself,
Just not in someone else.
I wish she’s figure this out,
So she can stop this now.
So much better than this,
I hope one day it will hit
Her.
She lives her life like a masquerade,
I hope that one day she will be saved.
She need to find her true colors,
Because you can’t shine behind another.
(Source: secondstartothewrite)
