She walks around like everything is fine, even though she's completely broken on the inside. Makeup covers her puffy eyes, tear stained face. She wants to be her reflection, she wants to be what everyone thinks she is, and that's perfect... but deep down she knows she's nothing like what they say she is. She's not this girl that has no worries or cares. She doesn't wake up every morning with a smile on her face, she's not as strong as she seems to be. She's not as happy as you make her out to be. If you look into her eyes, there's pain, betrayal, no self confidence... there's absolutely nothing in her eyes but emptiness... she walks around like everything is fine, even though she's completely broken on the inside.. what she doesn't know is that she's simply perfect... I mean in all honesty she's just like me.
