I'm looking at this girl in front of me
I don't like what I see.
Why does she hurt so bad,
Why is she always sad?
She wishes for one thing only,
And that's not to be lonely.
Everyone thinks she has a perfect life.
But inside she's looking for the knife.
She feels like she's loosing it.
She can't deal with all of this shit.
She's afraid of failing,
To be stuck out on the ocean from sailing.
She feels left out
Like the only person with green grass in a drought.
She wishes a sign would say,
Everything will be okay.
Its getting dark
And the world won't go into park.
To some people she has everything,
But to her she has nothing.
She puts on her fake smile.
She tries to make her time on this world worth while.
Inside she's crying.
She even sometimes feels like dieing.
The reason I don't like the girl I see,
Is because, that girl is ME!
