I'm just a normal girl,
a normal girl living in this unfair world.
We all have our good days,
But we also have our bad.
50 percent of the time I'm really kind of mad.
It's really weird how one day I can be so happy.
Then all of a sudden I feel ridiculously crappy.
I have a water bucket full of tears.
I get the feeling their becoming my worst fears.
As much as I love them I really don't want to be here.
I hate the fighting, and I hate the yelling.
It's unfair how I can end up in the main disaster in everything.
I'm tired of ending up as the trouble maker, because none of it is true.
Just stop pointing fingers at me, because I'm telling you the truth.