There is this girl
a girl that know one saw.
Well not really people saw her
but they didn't notice her.
The people who did know her
called her a brain.
She was smart but people thought
that she was to smart.
She only talked to her close
group of friends.
Only they really knew her.
People made fun of her.
Why?She didnt like trouble
so she stayed out of it.
But there was a part of her
that people couldn't see.
She tried to be perfect thats what
people expected of her.
She had to live up to so many expectations.
She couldn't take it anymore.
So many nights she'd scream in her pillow.
She'd put on a fake smile.
She could never say no to someone
who needed help.
She was slowly falling apart.
But could she tell anyone?
No
Would they ever believe her?
She tried it before
only to have it blow up in her face.
Her parents were strict.well, at least with her
Out of four kids she was the responsible one.
This is where that Perfect thing comes into play Again.
Sometimes she wishes she knew how to be mean but she doesn't.
She wears her heart on her sleeve.
So please help her be her self.
I wrote this when I was 12 so if it doesn't make alot of sense at some points I'm sorry.
