Sometimes you’re forced to make a choice:

see the bet, raise the bet, or fold. 

Some may say it’s the same in love, 

like banging your head against the wall.

You're so fuckin' special

I don't care if it hurts

I want to have control

I want a perfect body

I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice

When I'm not around

You're so fuckin' special

I wish I was special

Punto y coma

Me costó mucho dejar de juzgarme a mi misma 

a través de los ojos del otro. 

No voy a permitirme volver a hacerlo.

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