You look at me and see a smiling face,
You look at me and see a happy girl,
But look harder,
Behind me smile is a heartache,
A heartache from the words he told me,
The words that sent tears rolling down my cheeks,
Inside that happy girl is anger,
Anger from the way he talked to me,
I am who I am,
I'm sorry I'm not that perfect child you pictured.
I'm sorry that I speak my mind,
I'm sorry that I cause so much trouble,
But I am who I am,
Love me if you will,
Or hate me if you must,
I am my own person,
My own voice,
My own me!!
