Do I look any different from before?

I hope so, I’m don’t want that reflection in the mirror anymore.

A human like any other, I was made to worship something

For too long, it was praises of the unworthy that I would sing

But as a female, it’s me you’ll see down on bended knee

That’s the least I could do for someone who thought so much of me

Man, I wish I could love like he does

Not because they deserve it, or earned it but just cus