Perfect

She's always told she's wrong
She's told she's not enough
Why are all her critics
Being so tough

She could get an A
Be named person of the year
But they wouldn't notice
And they refuse to care

They don't understand
it's all so natural to them
They always had the upper hand
Again and again

She can't take the pressure
She's going for the blade
And suddenly all her worries
Are taking her away