I'm most likely living a lie right now.
On the outside, I appear to be so together, so alright, so happy, so sure of myself.
Well, I must be a damn good actress, because I'm sure as hell not.
I'm a complete mess inside.
I haven't had a good night sleep in days.
It's beacause my life is a mess.
I haven't been a good daughter nor a sister, I'm not doing well in school, I have been ignoring the closest ones.
I'm insecure about myself, and on top of all that I'm in love.
Oh wait, I ain't even sure if Love is the right word here?
He leaves me hanging, leading me nowhere.
This is my only escape, and it's failing me right now.
I really don't give a damn if I sound like a whiny teenager.
I really don't care if you think I sound emo, I really had to get this out of my system.

So I'm living a facade; does that really matter?
So I'm hiding my true personality; is it really that important?