i step into the room and u all start to stare,
u point and laugh
u start to whisper about all my insecurities
if only u knew how hard i tried to be perfect
if only u knew,
i stopped eating so i could have the perfect body
if only u knew,
i slit my wrists in hope to feel like i belong
maybe if i put on more make up i can be pretty like the others
maybe i just need to try harder
but maybe its just not meant to be,
maybe i will always be an outsider