Alone, crying
she knows she is a lie
waiting. wondering
when she will show her true self
she hates her self for living this lie
she thinks she`s not pretty
she wishes she was her
she`s out of time
she cant breath
she`s pushing everybody away
she`s thinking suicide
she calls her friends and
says she`s sorry she`s not perfect
the dont know what she is talking about
or what she is trying to say
but they are soon to find
they are out of time.
