I doubt myself a lot. 
It's the result of being raised on earth. 
You learn to hate yourself.
You learn to mask the hurt.
 
You don't deserve this, you don't deserve that. 
My self-esteem fell to the floor. 
Now I'm trying with all that I have 
To convince myself I'm worth fighting for.
 
I wasn’t born like this. 
I am the product of the system. 
I wanted to be free, 
The system wanted to control me. 
 
You cannot do this; you cannot do that. 
And I believed the lie. 
Now I'm trying with all that I have 
To convince myself that I can fly.
 
I just wanted to be myself, 
They told me that wasn’t good enough: 
"Imitate somebody else. 
Behave like a robot."
 
You have to do this; you have to do that. 
And I became somebody else. 
Now I’m trying with all that I have 
To convince myself to be myself.
 
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