My Confessions

I put a smile on my face every day, people see me as a "perfect girl," but they're wrong. I have sins, I have faults, I have confessions. I see things I'm not suppose to see. I see things I don't want to see. I walk down those school stairs knowing more secrets than anyone else, I walk down those school stairs having the biggest secret of them all. But you wouldn't know that. I guess I'm the new definition of fake in this generation.