Don't give  yourself to someone, who won't really care about
Your value or even your worth, who won't be home at night
Or during the day work, curse you out and belittle
And treat you just like dirt, your current nightmarish condition
Doesn't define just who you really are, and you may night be looking now
But an earthly prince will come and seek you out, And treat like the queen
You really are, love prepared a place for me at its table
When misery hung my head in doubt, when low self-esteem threw an
Upper cut and nearly knocked my confidence out, when I grew dizzy
From looking high low everywhere, love brought me out the place
Of old dead memories, and I clearly heard its voice indeed,
When love called me out