If only I could see myself
The way the moonlit billows do
I need an ebb, I need a flow
I need a different point of view
If only I could see myself
The way the weighing willows do
I need a high, I need a low
I need a different point of view
If only I could see myself
The way the strangers out there do
I need a first, a second glance
I need a different point of view
If only I could see myself
The way I always used to do
I need to take my only chance
I need my own new point of view
Who am I in the mirror fair
Who is that girl who's standing there
I do not recognise her shell
I cannot roam, I cannot dwell
My body is detached from me
I need a new one to be free
October 2020
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