She was beautiful- A sunshine girl- With dark hair and pale skin and freckles decorating her arms and face Her brown eyes gave the illusion She shouldn't be as shiny as she was
But how shiny can a girl truly be
Deceiving everyone who kept her locked up for themselves She was sad and she was lonely behind her pretty face and tall long limbs Her ribs were crushing her heart And her home was being torn apart By alcohol and mistrust lies and "vacations" to Woodbridge that ended in rehabilitation
And if she told anybody They would fall to her knees and kiss her hands and feet They would devote themselves to her well-being
because she is a sunshine girl
Her best friend is a boy who's in love with her (And she's in love with him, of course) Her best friend is a girl who never feels like a best friend
And I, I stand from the outside looking in I watch and I wait and I wish for a moment where I could be I could be a sunshine girl and feel oh, so free I could live a life where people wished to be like me I could smile and dance with my face turned to the dusty, summer sun in my favorite dress with my best friend by my side laughing at nothing in particular
Even though I know the truth behind every beautiful life is a fruit With skin peeled away to show the sweet inside And a pit of deep loneliness that never really abides
She's still a sunshine girl And her mother is tearing her apart, But she's brilliant, she's beautiful, she's athletic, and she's loved
And I, I only wish to turn my face towards the light And realize there's something right (Or sunny, of course) About being me