I wish I had wings, Not to fly, but to be adored, By everyone.
I wish I had a pretty heart, Not to be kind, but to be adored, By everyone.
I wish I had everything, So that everyone, Will see and think, Of me... as the one, And not just someone.
no matter how everyone tells us it's okay to be who we really are. they will still choose those who they think are perfect. but that's okay, u still have u.