THAT GIRL IS'NT ME

Tears bottled up

she's going to explode.

Trying not to let them fall,

or let emotion show.

Full of anger and sadness,

it's tearing her apart.

She tries not to show it,

but it's killing her heart.

She's hurting inside..

there's no one to talk to.

They say "oh she's just a teen",

but they don't know what she's going through.

She tries to explain,

but they just don't understand

tears in her eyes,

on the pillow they land

She goes to bed crying

and wakes up to a whole new day,

hoping it will be better,

but finds out it's all still the same

You couldn't understand,

even if you tried,

the reason that she cries at night,

the reason she tries to hide.

Don't try to come close,

she'll just push you away,

there's something that you don't know,

words she couldn't say.

She tries with all her might,

to be herself around her friends,

but something doesn't feel right,

a broken heart that could not mend.

She pretends that she's strong,

a tough outer shell,

but there's always something wrong,

she's trapped in her Hell.

She wants to speak,

to tell you all the truth,

but she is way too weak,

broken without any glue.

Painfully shy;

the bird that couldn't fly.

Dying on the inside;

a body without a mind.

Maybe if you took the time,

find the person she tries to be.

Maybe if you looked inside,

you'd realize she is me.