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