This girl is me
She cracks a smile
to hide the pain
she pretends to be happy
but it's all just a game
overpowering her laugh
not letting people know she cries
hurting herself
buried in all the lies
bad decision
she's made in the past
all the boys
she knew wouldn't last
her heart is breaking
a little more each day
she needs some help
but they can't get in her way
the sadness is there
and will never be gone
the hatred is unfair
and goes on and on
the problems she's had
who wouldn't be sad?
I know how it is
and it makes me mad
it's easy to see
this girl is me!
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