Life

Walking through the hall with a smile
fooling everyone that I'm OK
but i haven't been happy in quite a while
i cry almost everyday

i do not have any true friends
they're all fakes
fake hugs then always lend
determined to screw me over, whatever it takes

they lie to me
I'm not good enough
nobody wants to hang out with me
they use me for my stuff

i have no confidence in myself
say something mean and you will break me
do not joke with me about my weight or looks
ill believe you

if you tell me I'm beautiful
ill think you are lying
do not tell me I'm skinning
i know you aren't telling the truth

i truly believe i suck at everything
i have no talents
i can't do anything right
i screw everything up

Ive never had a boyfriend
its pretty obvious why
I've only had friends
maybe its because i do not try

i hate who i am
and who Ive become