She may seem
What you want her to be
cool, crazy, cute, and outgoing.
What she
Really needs
Is a true friend,
One that will never leave
Someone to ride or die
No matter the time.
Deep inside
She cries so silent
She doesn’t want anybody
To see her pain.
Her performance
For everyone is the best she can do,
But behind closed
Curtin’s what may she do?
The eyes in which she sees through
See people who call her a friend.
But what’s true to her
In what she sees in them
Is true fakeness and their only here just to pretend
The she and her’s are I,
And I need a true friend until the everlasting end.