This is me. The real one.. not the one you choose to see. You see someone that is fine, someone who is all giggles and smiles. You see what I choose to show you. You don't see the demons I hide behind me. I hide, I'm a coward. You'll never know the truth because I've gotten so used to saying I'm fine. To the point where I don't know what's wrong anymore. I'm miserable yet happy. I'm smiling but inside I'm dying. So what's going on? Is it this depression that you say I have? No it's me. I'm a fuck up that no one wants. Understand? Because that's who I am! And that's who you need to see. Not the girl you want me to be.
But I swear I'm okay
