It's killing me to do this again,
go into my house with a smile on my face acting like noting is wrong.
i'm tired of people expection me to be a perfect little teenager.
why don't they just take a closer look look at me?
why cant they see my pain?
Eceryday i'm learning that i've just been lying to myself and to them,
pretending to be happy,
pretending that i care.
But no more, i want people to see the real me,
the quiet, shy girl that is me.
And maybe, they could help me be happy again.
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