I have been suffering a lot
From this loneliness and carelessness...
In her head it was all a game
that she played every night...
I exist in broken dreams,
my dreams have shattered before my eyes...
The smiles I fake,
The scars I make...
You promised me you wouldn't go
you didn't even let me know...
Left alone in my dark corner, helpless
Counting minutes until the dark being would appear...
Who am I,
I'm the girl who smiles...
Some people say
that little girl is perfect...
I remember sitting in my room
crying night after night...
I will keep on writing to ease my pain
I can only write since it keeps me sane...
Trying hard to not just be
the shooting star no one can see...
They look at her
They see perfection...