About
You don't know me.
The real me is buried under layers,
fake faces and personalities
created by someone who longed for acceptance.
You don't know that I surround my self with people
trying to make new friends to replace
all the friends I wish I had in real life.
You don't know that I don't believe anyone
that tells me I'm pretty because for so long
I was the ugly girl that no one liked.
You think that because you hear something about me
that I'm a bad person.
You think I add friends so I can throw them away.
You think you know me.
But I'm a human being.
Keep pushing me down if you want.
What will you do when I stay down?
When I don't have the will to get up?
Will you finally feel better about yourself?
The real me is buried under layers,
fake faces and personalities
created by someone who longed for acceptance.
You don't know that I surround my self with people
trying to make new friends to replace
all the friends I wish I had in real life.
You don't know that I don't believe anyone
that tells me I'm pretty because for so long
I was the ugly girl that no one liked.
You think that because you hear something about me
that I'm a bad person.
You think I add friends so I can throw them away.
You think you know me.
But I'm a human being.
Keep pushing me down if you want.
What will you do when I stay down?
When I don't have the will to get up?
Will you finally feel better about yourself?
