Ready Go
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My eyes are sad,
Their tears are falling.
My soul is blue
I'm feeling lonely.
I don't feel special,
I don't feel pretty
Can't find anything
That will make me feel worthy.
He says i'm special
That I am the one.
And that I have something
that he can't describe.
He says he loves me
Is he telling the truth?
Am I worth enough?
Will I ever get a proof?
It seems I'll never know
I just need to believe
That he has a good reasons
For being with me.