wrote this today. Had to share it with someone.
There was a girl I once knew
Who did exactly what she was supposed to.
She laughed at jokes and did her job right
But she was lonely by herself at night.
No one knew the secrets she kept
Leaving marks on her body while everyone slept
Trying to keep it together when she was breaking apart
And drawing attention away from her broken heart.
Fighting her own private battle
And sticking around for the war
But now she’s hit her breaking point,
and she can’t take anymore.
She’s fighting these demons alone
But they’re leaving her on her own
Drowning in her own sadness and sorrow
Making her feel like there’s no point in tomorrow.
Still she keeps fighting, waiting to see
If she could be the girl she pretends to be
She wants to be skinny,
She wants to feel pretty,
Fit in small dresses at the store
But the hurt inside causes her to eat more and more
She’s tired of crying, tired of tears,
Wishes she could make up for all the wasted years
But the thing that she fears in the end is that someone will see
That she isn’t the perfect girl she pretends to be.
She’s fighting her own private battle
And feels like she’s losing the war
And now she’s hit her breaking point,
and she can’t take anymore.
She’s fighting these demons alone
But they’re leaving her on her own
Drowning in her own sadness and sorrow
Making her feel like there’s no point in tomorrow.
Still she keeps fighting, waiting to see
If she could be the girl she pretends to be
I am that girl
I live her life
And no one would guess my unending strife
I wanna be skinny
I wanna be pretty
I wanna be someone worth loving
My heart is breaking
My hands are shaking
And I cannot rise above it
So I’ll fall into my sadness
Accept my own madness
And I will learn to love it.
I’m fighting these demons alone
And they’re leaving me on my own
Drowning in my own sadness and sorrow
Making me feel like there’s no point in tomorrow.
Still I keep fighting, waiting to see
If I could be the girl I pretend to be