There's been told me so many times I'm not pretty
There's been opened so many times and not invited
But the bad makes strong
The hurt makes good
Then I met you
With you I learned not to disturb myself
I get my shelter here from you
I am pretty enough for you
I am good enough for you
Because to you I take my mask off
To be myself with you
Because I am pretty enough for you
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