I’ve been working on myself
spending so much time with myself
that I no longer recognize
who I was
but now I’m a stranger
to everyone else

Life is too precious to waste
too precious to spend on heartbreaks
to keep repeating mistakes
but I'm still repeating
the first time you said
‘I love you'

Sometimes I wish
that I could be someone else
then I remember who I was
and I keep on the path of growth

I don’t wanna wake up
from this dream
this moment
where I’m sleeping in your arms
seeing the way you look at me
as if I was the most precious thing
letting your fingers caress my face
kissing my forehead
I don’t wanna wake up

My whole life
I've been taught
that you're a nobody
something is wrong with you
if you don't have a special someone
'how can someone like you still be single?'
I always felt ashamed
wrong and odd
a misfit
truth is I'm special
I'm too unique to settle
for just anybody
just to please others
I'm worthy of my own life
I am a somebody to many
not just to one
''special someone''