in the end u think it doesn't matter who you are or what you are...but it does...you just don't see it yet. when u stand in front of the mirror make sure u see your self not some fake person. dress the way you want to not the way you should. time passes and soon you cant even recognize yourself. you cry and smash the mirror. you think your a mistake...a fail....unloved.....u go on pretending to live this life as happy as u can be but what no one knows is you have such beauty buried under everything your not. soon theres nothing left and slowly ur fakeness starts coming off layer by layer. you were just a troubled girl that tried to be everything but herself...now that she looks around.......being who she is is better than she thought
