Isn't she pretty?
The one with the brown hair.
Perfect in everyway.
Look how they all stare.
But no one knows.
What its like for her at home.
Sitting in her room alone.
A ghost to everyone she knows
Her best friend is even a stranger.
She doesn't know her anger.
Her strength is slipping.
Her heart is ripping.
See, the perfect girl,
The one with the perfect lie?