I've been alone in this isolation
No more irrigation, no more commotion
I can't reach the lines
'Cause something stops me, girdled with vines
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I'll put on the box of memories
My first time to say 'I love you, Ma and Pa'
My first time to open my eyes in this world
My first time to cry breathlessly
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I once been fragile and dull
Everytime you walk away, I became like futile doll
You didn’t even look at me and say “hi”
Ignoring my presence, I’m feeling like high
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Everyone has its own variety of personalities
Different in every events and possibilities
Others may show who they really are
Others may hide who they really are
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Embrace tightly the Fire
to burn-out all the doubts
that may trigger the negativity devour one’s life,
to lit up the seraphly confidence
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