She was everything she never wanted;
Just another picture perfect to everyone else.
Being who everyone wanted;
And inside feeling like a rag doll.
Living a life she hated, and wanting out;
Sic of herself, she wanted to know who she was.
Afraid to speak up she let them run her life;
Wanting to scream her lungs out.
So much she kept hidden inside;
Keeping up the image they gave her.
So she kept in the dark;
Letting them define who she was.
