It calls me closer, its calls me near
The girl who sits by herself in the corner of the lunch room. The girl who is weak but shows herself strong. The girl who takes shit and cries when no one is around. The girl who hates herself but makes people think she loves herself. The girl who tries her hardest to stay strong. Who tries to vacate the wounds heart in her chest. I love my friends, and as far as I know they love me. I can't remember the last time smiled seriously and not just for show. I honestly don't know how to be truly happy anymore. I live this lie and fake a smile, wipe my tears onto the floor. I cry all night that isn't misunderstood. I need to learn to stand strong. Fight for myself to treat myself the way I treat my friends, I'm nice to them... I need that for myself
The girl who
