There is a girl in the front of my class
Who I swear I'd never seen do anything but laugh
She's tall and she's smart,
Beautiful and strong,
And when someone's down she tries to fix what is wrong
How does someone so perfect
Feel so insecure,
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns
And still want to hurt more.
How does someone so loving
Learn to hate her own guts.
Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade as if
Her mind isn't dark enough.
There is a girl in the front of my class
Who's eyes are glazed over like newly cut glass
The ghost of a smile hints at her face
And she laughs as they tell her whose on first base.
How does someone so perfect
Feel so insecure,
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns
And still want to hurt more.
How does someone so loving
Learn to hate her own guts.
Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade as if
Her mind isn't dark enough.
There is a girl in the front of my class
Who's so sad you find it rare to see her smile or laugh
Her friends tell her jokes like the one with the guy
But all she does is close her eyes and enter her mind.
How does someone so perfect
Feel so insecure,
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns
And still want to hurt more.
How does someone so loving
Learn to hate her own guts.
Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade as if
Her mind isn't dark enough.
For her imperfections.
There was a girl in the front of my class
Who yesterday took the breath that was her last
She wrote a few notes
"I'm sorry I didn't say
But my mind was messed
You couldn't save me anyway.
And to the girl in the back of the class
Who feels the way I did.
How does someone so perfect
Feel so insecure
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns and
Still want to hurt more."
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Goodbye
PoetryAll of these are lyrics to songs that you probably have not heard. I am just writing the lyrics as I find new songs. I hope you enjoy. And you will know when I am done putting lyrics on here when I put a happy song on here. I have a song in mind...
