sick of being judged
prejudjed
on how I look
nobody could even care about the drugs I “supposedly” took
it’s all about the looks
judge on the outside
so long
you never get to the inside
well then you’ll never get to see
the true ,e
the girl that loves to write
has a drvie to spill her feelings ina book
the girl that is very sensitive
like ice cream
hard shell on the outside
softie on the insdie
the girl who strives for acceptance
tries so hard for perfection
but fails
the girl so scarred by lost loves
who can not trust
the girl who’s sick of rejection
tired of perfectio n
this is me