I didnt get
hardships,
I earned them because of all the things I screwed up.
I am not depressed,
all that does is make me lonely.
I dont cry every night because of what stupid people say,
Im past their rude remarks now.
I dont cut,
my best friend did, and it destroyed her.
I dont judge you,
because people judge me enough for the both of us.
My heart is not closed off,
I leave it open for others to wander in.
I am not overly confident,
Because who likes cocky people?
I am not perfect,
but in reality who
is?