Truth is
I get jealous easily because what's mine is mine.
I'm stubborn as hell. I say sorry too much.
I act like I don't give a fuck because I care too much.
I over analyze the smallest of things and probably come off as a bitch to simply guard myself
You said I'm full of myself? Why?
Because I stand up for myself when someone makes a comment?
Because I'm not ashamed of what my body looks like?
Because I've finally realized that it doesn't matter if I'm not the prettiest girl around
what matters is that I'm confident as who I am?
Well if that makes me full of myself, then I'm perfectly content with that
I know what it's like to pretend to be someone you're not,
to put on a smile when you're tearing apart inside.
I know what it's like to try to do the right thing and then get a hell because of it.
