Open up those ears and hear me out
in not that screw up, you think I am
I'm not the the brother who will destroy his family for the taste of money
Im the girl who will get through life day by day
Loving the ones that are supposed to love me back
Your not proud now, but I'll show you, one day you'll be proud of me
I never wanted to be like the others,
Im perfect in my own way
Ya, I have lied,but I only did 'cause I couldn't stand to see you cry anymore
You may look at me now and not believe I can make it, and that I will be the third regret
But don't worry Im not what you think I am,
Im so much more, so much better
....
one day you shall see, and you'll remember my words that I'll say
You will look at your daughter with a different look and you'll be proud of her
So, when I come around to scream and shout about who I am,
just listen ... and think
'Cause I have a dream and you'll be proud of me
...................
someday
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