OK, I just wrote this. It's about being...well, me! It's just something simple and lacking in smart words, but I hope you like it! Here:
Fear is what keeps me going when I feel like giving up,
It seems like one hand was dealt wrong, and the other's out of luck.
My hatred keeps my image going, my wall that never cracks,
It sheilds away the intelligence and decency I lack.
With one swift motion, cold words have made me shatter,
I've been told I wasn't good enough, which makes me work even harder.
I hide away from who I am, like a child scared of a clown,
I make you smile and make you laugh, when in your tears you drown.
I'm flawed with try too hard perfection and it makes me self resent,
I'm the distance loving daughter, with money wrongly spent.
Roses make me feel sick, they make my heart feel sore,
Though I'd secretly like a dozen red ones, sent to my front door.
I'm stupid so I tell myself, and I repeat it every day,
I don't believe in God, but when I'm in danger I pray.
I fall in love too easily, with boys that I've just met,
But I'm just a silly teenage girl and I don't know nothin' yet.
