Why won’t you like me for who I am,
Not someone everyone wants me to be?
I can’t smile, and pretend to be happy.
I can’t put on a dress, just for you.
Yeah, I might be smiling,
But inside, I’m hurt and screaming for help.
But that help hasn’t come yet.
It won’t ever come,
The pain is settled and it can’t escape.
Even when I try,
Paperclip Do Over
· Tue Nov 20, 2007 @ 06:51am · 0 Comments