Appereance
"Uhh I need to brush my teeth, put on my makeup and do my hair."
But people don't even care
About how you look
Instead they spend their time reading you like an open book
As so they say...
"Uhh I don't even have any time."
You try so hard
Yet when you get to school people call you grime
Like your some kind of card
That has committed a crime
"Oh my god she looks so bad"
That's you trying to act so bad
Trying to hide the fact that you have a tsunami of tears on the inside because you lost your dad
We are stuck in the thought of popularity and fame
It is like we are in some kind of game
But this doesn't matter
Because they call you the mad hatter
All we think about is "Oh I wish I had her soft skin."
But what you don't know is that she thinks she is as thin as a pin
We are stuck in the reality of today
That we do not think about tomorrow
The pain and sorrow
That we go through everyday
We all talk about these deja vues
But they are just signs and clues to remind us of who we are and what we do
Sometimes we wonder if we've been dreaming our whole lives
But the tension we drive ourselves in can be cut with a knife
We always think about the future but never the past
All your focusing on is the girl sitting next to you with a cast
And you think you've got it bad
You think you're the one that's sad
