A Better Me
The me I wish that I could be; would never harm a soul.
Could never speak in angry tones; or have a selfish goal.
And no more wrong or harmful deeds I'd never want to do.
If this perfect ideal of me, could be a picture true.
I'd stand behold a different girl; with heart & strength renewed.
As I look beyond the shattered glass, my reflection I can see.
By simply wanting such a thing; makes me a better me.
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