Well you thought wrong.

Some say they know me
They think they do
They think I'm happy
Go home to a happy house
Every thing is perfect to me
I love everything pretty
But what they don't know
Is that I'm on the edge of breaking down
They don't know I just want to let go
They think I'm happy
Happy is one of many acts I perform
Being pushed around by everyone is not happiness
Being hated
No one treating me like a person
I'm just the girl thats there when no one else can be
I'm nothing to many people
I'm a journal to let go of all problems
but in the end I'm just pushed to the side
I never hear the good times
I'm never there to have good times
I'm just a hopeless cause and person who starts the wrong drama
Friendship has become just a word to me
Love has become a hopeless cause
family has just became nothing to me
Those words I have forgotten what the meanings wore
I have to let go of everything I thought was important
I have become everything I used to hate.