I know I'm not pretty
I know I'm not perfect
But you don't have to be rude to me just cause you think your all that
I'm sick and tired of people telling me what to do
I don't need your negativity
I already get that at home and everywhere I go
You think your helping me
Your just making things worst
So don't assume things and don't start talking shit
Because you know your not perfect
But think what you want
See if I care?
Cause in the end the one that is losing a battle with themselves is usually the out going people
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Diary of A Suicidal GirlTeen Fiction
She's living in hell, but she can't do anything about it. All she could do it try to make it seem as if she was a perfectly fine. But soon enough she's gonna break.