They look at you
thinking there's a fallen angel
not knowing that it is all pretend
They look at me
thinking I'm the pathetic one
not knowing I never got to be the angel
They look at you
thinking what a scared little one
not knowing that it's an act to get attention
They look at me
thinking I'm week for crying that much
not knowing how much I have to cry about
They look at you
thinking she needs help right away
not knowing she has all the help she needs
They look at me
thinking my problems can wait
not knowing on the inside I'm dying
They look at you
thinking if they help, then she will rise again
not knowing she already has
They look at me
thinking I'm the lost cause, no help can do
not knowing that all this pretending is doing me no good
They look at you
saying you are truly strong
not knowing that your problems are so small
They look at me
saying I'm the one making a big deal out of everything
not knowing that my problems are to big for me to handle
... I wonder what they would say if they knew that soon I would no longer be here...
...And that you always will be here. Because you feed of the people feeling sorry for you...
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