Perfect Girl in a Judgmental World
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I look in the mirror and I see a face And I see a young girl with exquisite taste Her hair just right, her clothes all neat Her taste in music just can’t be beat. No worries in the world To everyone else, she was the perfect girl But inside her head, thoughts consumed her mind Of school and boys and it put her in a bind. She never knew what to do Do this or that or have one or two. Inside she was insecure and shy She would never go and talk to a guy But she put up the front that she was all cool At least at school When she was home so was a different person Quiet and shy her work always done The mask she put on came off and was put in her bag Waiting and ready for the next day laying by a new fashion mag Little to her parents knowledge, she cried herself to sleep Knowing that at school she was in deep The images and words of the day stayed And haunted her dreams even during the day Inside she felt scared that they would find out Who she was and cast her out Her greatest fears were always in the front of her mind Watching and waiting for the perfect time I look in the mirror and I see not just a face I see the faces of girls all over the place They stand in front of a mirror with make-up and hair spray Hoping that it will cover the real them during the day They worry about everything in the world Thinking to themselves, I can’t be that perfect girl.
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