Perfect

I'm tired of the way shit is Constantly telling me it fits That my life is perfect when I feel fucking deserted Oh, all the praise and adrenaline Seem like it's running component Of my own heart Like all I need is love People say I'm amazing Think that I'm okay Think I'm in my room dancing Like it's a parade When they see the praise outside They don't see behind the lie Where I'm suffering the most Where I would've jumped near the coast They don't realize how much struggle I go through They don't see how I constantly face defeat They don't believe that I'm depressed They find it hard to see me sad So they pretend they fake And tell themselves my thing's okay Constantly telling me it fits That my life is perfect when I feel fucking deserted All the praise and enjoyment All the shit that is chosen They don't see behind the curtains