The Skin Your In
Born to be individuals
Living for everybody else
What is self?
Love is hard to find
When you look for it in different places
And hide your confidence in the basement
Knowing that that’s the most beautiful thing you can wear
Built to be yourself
But torn down when you try
It’s hard to be different
When everyone eventually becomes the same
Self-love is
A challenge with the greatest award
No one knows what's in store
For the day when you can love you
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