I wrote this like idk a long time ago so it sucks
I feel so much p r e s s u r e, To get strangers to like me, For adults to understand me, Trying to act a few years older, Hoping my outfit looks put together, Praying that I’ll say the right words, Doing my best to seem more than I really am, So they don’t see what’s underneath, The teenager who doesn’t know who she really is.
