Flawless is State of Mind
I used to care A LOT
Because I was bullied A LOT
They judged before they knew me
They saw me but didn’t see me
Then I grew up and was accepted
I saw that those who bullied are blinded
Then I grew not to accept their words
Instead they were replaced with God’s chords
I could no longer hear their lies
Instead I plan to make the skies
I am no longer flawed
Because my happiness is no longer pawned
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