I'm not perfect ,
I don't always smile,
I don't always look my best,
I don't always dress up,
I fight with my family ,
I have punched someone out,
And my hard shell sometimes cracks open,
I cry and cry,
And I will forever try ,
Try to be the perfect girl everyone sees,
And not the bitch in the mirror.
I will try to be good,
And not get a ride home from the cops tonight.
I'll act like my parents don't wanna kill eachother ,
And not slit my wrist because of it,
I will try not to cry myself to sleep,
Leaving black mascara stains on my white sheets,
And I will go to school with a smile on my face,
and be that perfect girl you see ,
who is really me in disguise,
But I won't do it for you or you,
Not my teachers Not my friends ,
or my family,
Because I don't live to please anyone but myself ,
So maybe you should step back,
and look through the cracks in this hard shell,
And see the broken girl trying to hide herself,
from everyone else.
Because it feels better to lie to everyone about who you are,
then tell them how broken you really are..