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by blondiegal4119 Jul 9, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
Some people call me perfect Perfect student Perfect person Perfect daughter They haven't looked Beneath the surface At what lies below Trying to escape There's more to me Than meets the eye Something lurks Below the exterior I've tried so many times To show you who I am But I always fall apart When you have almost seen For beneath my facade Hidden in lies Wreathed in shadows Is who I really am A monster waiting To be set free Waiting for a chance Waiting for me I don't want to hurt you So just walk away Close your eyes And pretend you can't see You can kid yourself That by looking away You've never seen This chaos raging in me