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We make mistakes constantly
I could publish a book about my mistakes.
But making mistakes is not losing
is to gain more courage to face the next.
Not many know who they are
but others have a poor self-concept.
But there are mirrors that revolve around you.
Now I'm in the room of mirrors
mirrors reflecting my mistakes
judging me for who I am or I will be.
Mirrors that look at me with shame
wanting to tell me I was wrong
it was just another random dream;
but now I will break those mirrors,
and be happy just the way I am.
No reason to be depressed
or feeling bad 'cause you made other mistake.
We have to be proud
proud of who we are or we will be.
We must be strong always
and endure every storm that is looming;
since the mirrors are plummeting to the ground.
Now I'm in the room of mirrors
mirrors reflecting my mistakes
judging me for who I am or I will be.
Mirrors that look at me with shame
wanting to tell me I was wrong
it was just another random dream;
but now I will break those mirrors,
and be happy just the way I am.
We are on our way
we're walking so tall.
We are on our way
increasingly dreaming.
And now the mirrors are broken into pieces.
Now I'm in the room of mirrors
mirrors reflecting my mistakes
judging me for who I am or I will be.
Mirrors that look at me with shame
wanting to tell me I was wrong
it was just another random dream;
but now I will break those mirrors,
and be happy just the way I am.
We are on our way
we're walking so tall.
We are on our way
increasingly dreaming.
And now the mirrors are broken into pieces.