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33db625be50702ce4bbaa31ebbb983a1287a1b999eeb288eb25d0f11347121df

Prompt:

You don’t understand me, and maybe you never tried to.” I’m not like everyone else. I laugh loud. I dream big. I want to feel free. I want to live without being judged—without being told what I can or cannot do just because I’m a girl. Sometimes I want to dance. Sometimes I want to drink. Sometimes I even want to smoke a little, not because I’m lost—but because I want to feel alive. And I don’t want to be looked at like I’m wrong for that. I want love. Real love. Not the kind that puts conditions on me. Not the kind that disappears the moment I start being myself. I want to be accepted—for all of me. But it hasn’t been easy. I didn’t grow up with warmth. My mom never really sat down to talk to me, never truly understood me. She was always against me, like I was a problem to be fixed. And my dad—he wasn’t around. I missed his presence more than I can say. I missed being someone’s little girl, missed being protected, spoiled, laughed with, and loved by a father. I don’t love money. I don’t chase it. But yes, I do spend it—on things that bring me tiny sparks of joy, because that’s how I survive. I never learned how to budget, how to be practical, how to be “smart” with it. I only learned how to keep going. I’ve given love more than once. And every time, I was left with less of myself. People took advantage of my kindness, my trust. And yes, I’ve made mistakes—many of them. But that’s because I’m still young. Still learning. Still figuring it all out. All I hope for is that one day, someone will see me—not the version society wants, not the one shaped by judgment—but the real me. And maybe they’ll stay. Maybe they’ll understand me. Or maybe they won’t try to change me. Just love me as I am. Because if you ever got to truly know me—the way I laugh, the way I care, the way I make home feel like something to come back to—you’d see I’m worth it. I can be annoying sometimes, I won’t lie. I don’t always think things through. I don’t always understand how the world works. But my heart? It’s real. I am a good human being. That should be enough.

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Description:

The image features a young woman with long, dark hair, standing in front of a backdrop with a pink hue. She appears to be staring directly into the camera, conveying a sense of vulnerability and strength. The woman's expression and posture suggest that she is open to sharing her thoughts and emotions with the viewer. The overall atmosphere of the image is one of introspection and self-expression.

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Lyrics:

Title: I Am Enough
Tags: Pop Rock, Singer-Songwriter, Indie Pop

I don't fit the mold that you built for me, 

I laugh loud, I dream big, and I’m free, 

Sometimes I wanna dance, sometimes I wanna scream, 

I'm not lost, just chasing my own dream.


You don’t understand me, but maybe you never tried, 

I’m not here to be perfect, just to live with pride, 

I want love, the real kind, with no strings attached, 

Not the kind that fades when I stop acting perfect.


I didn’t grow up with a soft embrace, 

Mom was busy, didn’t know how to say grace, 

Dad wasn’t there, and I still feel that hole, 

The little girl in me still craves to feel whole.


I don’t love money, but I spend it on light, 

On things that spark joy, help me fight the night, 

No, I’m not practical, but I’m always true, 

I may not have it all, but I know what’s in view.


I’ve given my heart more than I should, 

And been left with scars, misunderstood, 

But I’m still young, I’m still learning the ropes, 

I’ll keep giving love, even when it’s soaked.


I just want someone to see the real me, 

Not the one shaped by society’s decree, 

I want to be loved, without a disguise, 

Without pretending, without compromise.


If you ever took the time to truly see, 

You’d find the girl who’s just learning to be free, 

My heart’s real, my love’s strong, 

I may mess up, but I still belong.


I can be loud, I can be flawed, 

But my soul? It’s where I’ve always stood proud, 

So if you really knew me, you’d understand, 

I’m enough as I am, just take my hand.