I lie through my teeth
When people question me
You look sad, are you okay?
I’m fine, I’m just pretty tired today.
And by tired I don’t just mean physically
I’m tired of being less than everyone around me
I lie through my teeth
When people question me
Your grades are slipping, do you need help?
I’ll get some as soon as I regulate my health
And by health I don’t mean my appearance
I’m mentally screaming and no one can hear it
I lie through my teeth
When people question me
Your outfits are dark, are you depressed?
No, I just didn’t feel like wearing a dress
And by dress I don’t mean the pretty things
I’m dressing like this because of the comfort it brings
I lie through my teeth and hope that no one sees
The reality behind my lies when they question me