The Assumptions of Perfection
She is a pretty little girl
keeping her life in line.
At least that is what is thought of her,
she refuses to show it's a lie.
She puts on a good act,
she never lets her pain show.
Everyone fell in love with her smile,
while her hurt they will never know.
"You have it all made out for you,"
yeah, that is what they say.
She laughs at the thought of it all,
when she barely makes it through the day.
She is a pretty little girl,
empty promises and a broken heart.
Two slits across her wrists,
she was never happy from the start.
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