How do you put scars into words when no one even cares once they have healed?
How do you lie everyday?
How do you cry yourself to sleep?
How do you not sleep after being "miss perfect" all day?
How do you place those blades on your body?
How do you fix everyones problems but avoid your own?
How do you keep it all in?
Do you ever just wish scars would go away?
I think putting scars into words is harder than feeling the pain of it all.

I guess my life is like Cinderella,
My evil sisters are inside me,
Everyone in this wicked, twisted, place we call a fairy-tale is troubled,
Can't you see it's eating me alive?
I am running out of time,
Keep on saying I am 'fine',
My fairy-godmother wont grant my death,
I just need one last breath,
Midnight is soon to come,
I'm real scared but i'll be alright,
I will strip off my ball gown and leave behind my shoe,
You evil sisters take my prince charming,
I don't care about my happily ever after,
Take away my laughter,
Drown me in my tears,
My hopes, my dreams, my fears,
Cinderella has to suffer,
I promise it will make us tougher.

When will I be ,
Okay?

I always smile so I never have to be the center of attention,
I thought it went away but I think I'm finally getting used to it,
I always act like I'm okay,
Sometimes I almost believe it,
Its when I'm sitting alone,
And the only person I can lie to
Is myself,
When the lights are off and the door is closed,
Where I have nowhere to hide,
That's when the truth falls out,
That's when the tears slide down my face,
When its 12:00 AM,
The only thing to fear is the truth of how I really feel.

Her mouth looks like depression, her biggest lie to be said "I'm Fine."