Fix her

I'm miss perfect,
That girl who gets what she want,
That girl who has the looks, the scores and the money,
That girl that every parents want,
That girl that other girls want to be and boys want to date.
But I'm also that girl who puts on fake smiles,
That girl whom parents only care about status,
That girl who grew up too fast,
That girl who is losing bits and parts of herself everyday,
I'm that broken girl but nobody sees it...

Every single day I break a little more,
Everyday I ask myself what am I doing alive,
And everytime I get the same answer,
I'm here for my sister,
I promised her,
but promises and made to be broken.

But living for one thing isn't enough why don't I just end it?