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.