Standing in that mirror,
Is a careless minor.
Someone who's fearless,
But in the inside she's depress.
People thinks she's strong,
But little did they know, they're all wrong.
Everyone thinks she's a fighter,
But life made her into a quitter.
Every night she cry to sleep,
Letting go all the pain she can't keep.
Then in the morning, she wiped her tears away,
And prepares herself for the long the same day.
Everyday at school, you see her laughing,
But inside, her heart is breaking and her soul is dying.
Piss her off, and she'll let it slide,
'Cause one thing that's not in her vocabulary is pride.