I am not perfect enough
The daughter you want me to look and act
I am me and you are you
And with all the hurt u put me through
You expect me to be perfect and its too much
Too much pressure on a hurt soul like me
You yell because I dont look perfect
You scream cuz I dont act perfect
Hurt is what you cause me
Yea hurt
The pain doesnt heal.
Pushes on and finds the weak.
Finds ur pain and eats u away.
Grabs ur life and kills ur soul.
What can you do but sit and cry? .
Hold yourself together.
Nothing they say, well they have it right.
Holding on makes ur heart break.
Life is hard and painful.
Just grin and bare.
Its all unfair.
And it all catches up to you
Hurt