I am smart and beautiful 

I wonder if I’ll really pass high school 

I see white flowers on the side of the road 

i want to know why people have to be so cruel sometimes 

i am smart and beautiful 

i pretend like I’m ok all of the time

i feel like I’m slowly losing my self 

i touch my eyes as I sit and cry at 3 A.M 

i worry that one day I won’t be about to take it anymore 

I cry sometimes when I get to thinking about my life 

I am smart and beautiful 

I understand that I can’t please everyone even tho I’ll try 

I say that I’m ok even when I’m not so my loved ones don’t have to worry about me 

I dream about the day I can be who I want and not worry about pleasing anyone but myself 

i try so hard to get out of the bed in the morning even though I want to stay in bed all day and just cry 

I hope one day I’ll be truly happy and I won’t have to fake it 

I am smart and beautiful