Sitting in the corner,
pretending to be what shes really not,
how logn can she do this,for years shes faught,
now shes clueless,
of who she really is,
no one else cares,
she might as well just be his,
she doesn't matter, no one cares,
as long as she is being what they want,
but one slip up,
and all they will do to her is taunt,
she has to be perfect,
in every which way,
differenbt for every person,
different person each day,
how much longer can she do this,
how much more can she stand,
how can she find out who she is,
and break the teightening band?
i am that girl,
i will always be,
i am cluesless to who i really am,
even after i've been set free.