Hurt

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