Broken

Every day, everyone sees me as that cherry who 'smiles' even through tough times. That girl who tries to make everyone happy. That girl who has it easy. Your average every day girl. Okay let me rephrase that everyone 'sees' me as that girl. I wish someone would come save me. Save me from the fake smiles. From the tears that roll down my face every time I'm alone. From the traumatic lifestyle I have put myself in. Save me from hell. You look at me and you don't notice how I feel self-insecure. You don't notice how I feel like an outcast. You don't notice how I feel like I should take a razor and start cutting my flesh till there's nothing left. For that I am broken... please don't damage me more...