AdmitIng

I hate when people say
"what a perfect life"
How can they know what going on,
Cant they tell that perfect for me is very far away?

Friends and clothes
Don't make it great
Material items aren't what you need,
so many things about my life is not exposed.

When your nervous every day
And you cant control your mind
You have to be perfect,
or what they will think and say

When you live your life for other people,
You become not you,
but what they hope to see.

Its hard to understand,
now that i am looking back.
Times weren't as perfect as they seemed.
Only as perfect as I planned.