I'm not the girl you're looking for
I've woken up on quite a few tile floors
I'm broken and I have grey goose with my pancakes
I'm bitter and always someone's mistake
I laugh at tragedy and cower at the thought of pain
I don't have a broken heart, it's simply slain
I'm death's reward and happiness' enemy
All my fears fill each crevice inside of me
I wear no make up, just my tears
My friends are freaks, drunks and queers
My father doesn't know me though I see him everyday
When my mother sees me coming, she looks away
I'm a slut, a whore, a liar and your boyfriend's mistress
I cause heartache , despair and bitter distress
I don't cry, only sob until I can't breathe anymore
I punch pillows and bite my nails and hurt to my core
I fall apart easily ad blaze to forget
I should be ashamed but I don't believe in regret