Myself- Inside and Out

Her

She's not easy to persuade
Cuz she has a lot to say
And her head's begun a racing
And her heart's begun a chasing
She's not allowed to feel sad, happy or mad
But she's allowed to pretend that she's anything but sad
She can't seem to create words that would describe the hurt she feels
And when she does people seem to differ that it's anything but real
She says "I'm okay, I can make it any day"
Yet when she can't who will be there to come up with the words to say
Her mind's a mess
She's overdressed
Yet they think she's alright
But who's to blame them when she can't put up a fight
She's alright
No she isn't but to them that doesn't matter
Anything about her feelings always comes in the latter
But they seem to forget
The most important thing of all
I'm appalled
And I think they should know
She is allowed to let go
She is allowed to say
That today wasn't the best of all days
She is allowed cry
Be a sight for sore eyes
If it means that she's happy
Then you should understand
That sometimes being everything you want isn't all that grand

Ok it is kind of like "It Girl" but I had a lot of fun making this so.... oh well