I wish I could have a smile like hers,
So that it was me your drooling over with.
I wish I can have an eyes like her,
So that I can also feel how warm you stare.
I wish I am as pretty as her,
So that you won't be ashamed when I am around you.
But then realization hit me,
Why would I let myself change just for one person
whom I know can't love me back?
Maybe I should teach myself appreciate people,
those whose around me, loving me for who and what I am.
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