When will you see me for who I am? When will you look past all the imperfections?
Will you ever stop doubting me?

Dont judge me by what you see.
Dont judge me for being me.
Look past what is on the outside.
Know me for what is on the inside.

Please stop doubting me.
It hurts more than you could imagine.
Just give me a chance.

Oooh, I just wanna be me.
I wanna be free.
I wanna be who I was meant to be.

Just let me free.
I want to be who I am.
Maybe I am imperfect, but it is what makes me, me.

Keep Going, Keep moving.
Nothing can ever subdue me.
Tryna make it better, not worse.
Just gunna keep going so it doesn’t hurt.

Maybe I can stand it all if I get up to stand.
Maybe I could make the fall, this is a one man band.

Sounds good but if I were to remake it, here's what it would be:

Song name suggestion: Let me free

Oh, oh oh, oh

Oh, oh oh, oh

Oh, oh oh, oh

Look me in the eyes

When will you look past all the imperfections

When will you accept me

For who I am

Give me a chance to change

Look past the imperfections and

Look at me on the inside and outside

Inside and outside

And let me free

Give me a chance to change

Look past the imperfections and

Look at me on the inside and outside

Inside and outside

And let me free

Oh, oh oh, oh

Oh, oh oh, oh

Inside and outside

Let me free

Oh, oh oh, oh

Oh, oh oh, oh

Inside and outside

Let me free

Oh

Inside and outside (Inside and outside)

Let me free

Let me free

Let me free

Explanation:

I hope this works for you!

The city looks pretty when you been indoors

For 23 days I’ve ignored all your phone calls.

Everyone’s waiting when you get back home

They don’t know where you been, why you gone so long.

Friends treat you like a stranger and

Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well

Spare a thought for the ones that came before

All in a daze bending backwards to reach your goal.

Sometimes I get sad

It’s not all that bad

One day, maybe never

I’ll come around

The city takes pity on your injured soul

N heavenly prose ain’t enough good to fill that hole.

Everyone’s soaked in animosity

It’s vicious in winter, you never say what you mean.

Friends treat you like a stranger and

Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well.

Wakin’ up to another dismal day

You got a ways to go, you oughta be grateful.

Sometimes I get mad

It’s not half as bad

Pull yourself together

N just calm down

I’ll be what you want oh when you want it

But I’ll never be what you need

And the city looks pretty from where I’m standing…

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