"Man **** it y'all fake" I say this loudly and post it on snap chat, twitter and Instagram...
I don't see my boyfriend outside of school, I've never drunk anything stronger than pop and sadly the funniest thing I do on weekends is catch reruns of Cops.
I'm a bad kid though.
This school year I watched my mother struggle trying to get me clothes for school while watching everyone around me wear 200 dollar pairs of jeans how I wished that was me.
I didn't even have a pair of shoes I was wearing sandals until November.
I never complained because my mother had bills to pay and that's way more important than any material thing.
I'm a bad kid though. I have feelings. I'm not invisible.
I cuss when I'm mad.
I cry when I'm sad.
I can understand your dilemma.
"She thinks she's grown" well I still have my virginity does that make you think any different?
"She thinks she knows it all" but I only ask questions.  
My smart mouth is only a shield to cover my real pain deep inside.
A bad kid or just a hurt human being. They talk about me behind my back like I'm nothing, like I never had a mother, like I'm less than them because they're older.
Like I don't have to watch my sister and brothers suffer....and that kills me the most.
do you not remember that I had to bury my mom when I was 8.
I didn't meet my father til I was 14.
and I've watched people come into my life and just up and leave.
No one will every understand anything about me.
So I promised myself I'd stay quiet, nobody cares that tonight was my 7th suicide attempt and that the thank you list had "family" on top in big print.
I don't want to be your charity case cause I don't even feel bad for me but please don't judge something you have never understood....