And the point is...

In every moment to try and please you
I've lost who I am,
Don't know who I am...
In every effort I try to appease you
I'm not the same,
Don't even know my name...

And the point I'm trying to make is
I can't seem to see myself
If I'm crying in the mirror...
And the point is
Can't you see that I'm trying?
How can I make it clearer to you?
Nothing can erase all the hurt
You put me through...

I'm moving on, I'm walking away
For everything that you've done...


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