It’s not about being a star.

It’s about healing those scars,

Which I faced during my childhood.

 

When I had to be glad for what I never had.

When I had to be sad for what I always had.

All I wanted to have good times.

Maybe asking for that was another crime.

 

I never wanted to become a maniac.

Do you think I wanted to stay insomniac?

You don’t know how I lived through those years.

Neither I wish you could imagine what I had always feared.

 

Let’s make a fresh start.

Show me unconditional positive regard.

Say that you love me now.

I promise it is not too late to say sorry now.

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