nobody knows whats beneath the surface
of the bright girl who blushes
when spoken to in verses
nobody knows that she has these barricades
and the bright girl is gone
and the blush on her cheeks fades
nobody knows that when she is alone
the bright girl is hurting deep down
past the muscle and into the bone
nobody thinks to ask her if she's alright
the bright girl always has a smile
and always appears happy and light
nobody thinks to notice that when
the bright girl isn't doing too well
its just brushed off again and again
the bright girl is tired of swimming
in a sea of ignorant minds
who only notices her when she's winning
the bright girl isn't all that bright
and if you just ask her
she'll say she's not alright
