 | What a pretty girl, Such a pretty smile.
And all she has is the
pretty little lies she tells herself everyday
because honestly,
she doesn't know what to think anymore.
Sometimes she cant not take this place
Sometimes she wonders why she wakes up.
without her mask, She can not hide,
She cant find herself in all the lies.
And every morning she wakes up
with tears on her pillow,
the kind you cry, and don't know why.
Here we go again;
Mascara, Eyeliner, Eye shadow, Hairspray And mouse.
She's not satisfied, its never enough,.
As she pulls her hair and tugs on her clothes,
She whispers its never good enough,
why do I even bother, why do I even try
Such a pretty smile,
Its a shame what she hides behind it.
-Me ofcourse |  |
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