When i wake up
i don't know what to expect
so much crud...
its hard to reflect
i know I'm not beautiful
but thats what i see
but i do try...
to make the mirror happy
trying to cover all my sadness and depression weighing down my shoulders...
trying not to fall over
pretending to be someone I'm not
but thats all I've got
people are just so shallow these days
i cant stand them and their ways
i don't understand why they push me around
like I'm the dirt on the ground
but don't they get it.....
as i sit
i try not to make eye contact with anyone i see
knowing that they'll take one look...
and see right through me...
i stay tucked away...
away from the crowd
trying to find...
find a way out.....
