Im not the girl u think i am

Days come and days go,
sh*t happens that you'll never know.
All the drama, lies and tears,
my good dreams are your worst fears.

All this pain inside of me,
needs to be let free,
So i grab my blade,
hay look at the pretty pictures i made!

I made the emotional agony disappear.
With a smile on my face, I look at myself in the mirror,
having the satisfaction of the blood i had smeared.

You tell me you wish you were me,
but only if you could see,
the girl on the outside really isn't me.