I'm still here

Alcohol and bandages will soon follow this mess.

Different people, different days, it won't change. Do you find security in knowing that you're just like everyone else? Is popularity your quest? Do we all alter who we are just to fit in? You play with people's hearts and minds. You screw around with them just to get what you want. Why is it that I am the only one who sees you for you are? Under all the too fake smile, caked makeup and skanky clothes, all I see its a scared, insecure, pathetic, attention seeking little girl.

You disgust me.

I know you best. You try to hide your face, all i know is that you get what you get. Now you'll get what you deserve. I used to be like you. I would have done anything to have fit in, made the "perfect friends". But i'm not that girl anymore. Sure, at the end of the day less people may like me, and more than half of the school may never know who I am, but I can sleep peacefully sleep at night. Knowing that I never manupilated, lied or blackmailed to be "popular", makes all the difference between me and you. I am who I am.

You know me, or at least you think you do. You don't seem to see, that all this time, i'm trying to be something you can't define. I don't want your labels, or your judements or classifications. I'm not your science experiment. 

So lets make a list of people you care about, And its not much if anything. You'll throw the list away, because you don't need anyone. You just use them. 

You know your life isnt for me. Cause all you really need are a few good friends. I don't need to sell myself short.

Smile’s are too tempting and hopes as good as lies. Memories are pain that lost their meaning over time .

I just want to break you down so badly in the worst way possible. I'm gonna make damn sure that you'll see one day, that you were never happy. Those store-bought fake friends, they say" You, oh you, are so cool". They aren't going to stick around.

You used to be happy, we used to be friends. We used to share secrets. You said I'd never be able to make it without you. Well here I am. Not the same, not different, just me. In every sense of the word, Thats one thing you'll never be able to take away from me. 

I'll always be me.

You'll always be fake.

You wont know.

So Play Little Player.

(Mr.Hangman-Brand New,Good Morning Fire-Capeland,Never Ready To Leave-Sherwood)