I don't need to be a butterfly
But I'd like to be something worth aspiring to.
Either way, what I'm saying is
I don't want to be here
I don't want to be with you
And I don't want your number in my phone.
I also don't want theses marks on my back
Or on my thighs
Or on my forearms.
There's this girl who looks at birds and says
"I could turn them into a sweet pair of earrings"
And I want to be the kind of person who looks at beauty and says
"I deserve that"
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