I'm not what you think I am.
I'm not all smiles and giggles.
I'm a girl with a past.
One that I know how to hide.
That smile you see is fake.
That giggle you hear has been perfected to trick you.
During the day I'm a girl who helps everyone solve their problems.
At night, I'm the girl who's problems come alive.
Once the sun sets... the darkness peaks through the windows,
My demons come alive.
They come crawling from each and every shadow.
I'm no longer the girl who will do anything
To show you that I'm fine.
I'm the girl who couldn't give two fucks.
The girl who cries herself to sleep each and every night.
I'm the girl who carves lines into her thighs to remember that she truly is alive.
The girl who tried overdosing, but in the end all she got was a migraine.
The girl who's body doesn't fit societies eyes.
I'm the girl who has been bullied all of her life because her weight is not to everyone's idea of perfection.
I am the girl who would do anything to lose that 100 pounds.
I am the girl who realized last year that she was Bi.
I am the girl who lost her best friend because of her depression.
I am not the girl who smiles because I woke up...
I am the girl who cries because she woke up.