But maybe you see beauty in me because you are beautiful, not because I am.
Cages come in lots of different colors and shapes. Some are gilded, while others have a slamming door. But golden handcuffs are still handcuffs.
This is just me. Get used to it.
Why don’t you focus on where you’re going and less on where you came from?
If God makes all our faces, did he laugh when he made me?
Sometimes the things we want to be rescued from can save us.