You never see you never know
You never know you never feel
You never feel you never love
You never love you never live
You never live you never die
Never die, you'll always cry
Always cry and never care
Always wishing to be there

Your perfect little girl dropped a grade on her report card
Your perfect little girl yelled at you last night
Your perfect little girl talked back to you again
Your perfect little girl turned out all the lights

Your perfect little girl painted her nails black
Your perfect little girl cries herself to sleep
Your perfect little girl slit her wrist until she bled
Your perfect little girl made promises she could not keep

Your perfect little girl kissed another girl
Your perfect little girl was broken by a boy
Your perfect little girl doesn’t go to church
Your perfect little girl was told that she’s a toy

Your perfect little girl hates the things you do
Your perfect little girl had a bad day today 
Your perfect little girl has given up on life
Your perfect little girl wants to run away

Your perfect little girl thinks she overweight
Your perfect little girl won’t let you dry her tears
Your perfect little girl won’t listen to your word
Your perfect little girl no longer hides her fears

Your perfect little girl is no longer happy
Your perfect little girl hates the world she lives in
Your perfect little girl tried to commit suicide
Your perfect little girl has deep cuts along her skin

Your perfect little girl stays out a bit too late
Your perfect little girl has been called a whore
Your perfect little girl has become a disgrace
Your perfect little girl isn’t so perfect anymore

I like to think it's relatable, thank you so much. That's really sweet.

Me

heya

I feel like I'm in a box, 
Four walls a top and bottom. 
This box is like my home, 
People think this is a problem. 

In my box I hide myself, 
I hide all my hopes and dreams. 
I hide my stories, poems, and thoughts, 
This box is more then what it seems. 

To you it's old a ragged, 
A box filled with useless things. 
You think it's just some garbage, 
You have no clue what it all means. 

Maybe hidden deep inside, 
Is a pot of gold. 
Maybe hidden in its depths, 
Is a story to be told. 

When you’re walking by this box, 
It’s like walking by the air. 
You could stand by it for hours, 
You’ll never see it’s there. 

What you’ll never realize, 
What you’ll truly never see. 
That hidden deep inside this box, 
Is really only me. 

That’s why you’ll never care about it, 
That’s why no one ever wants to see. 
No one really cars about, 
The one and only me. 

No one really thinks of me, 
No ones really there. 
So if I disappeared today, 
No one would ever care. 

That’s why I’m in my box, 
That’s deep inside my mind. 
Where everyone loves and cares for me, 
And everyone’s always kind 

In my box are my stories, 
In my box are my poems. 
That’s why in my box, 
I feel like I am home. 

I can keep my dreams in here, 
Here I keep my hopes. 
Here I hide all my fears, 
Here is where I cope. 

So you may think its stupid, 
You may think I am a nut. 
You think I’m going crazy, 
But I truly know what’s what.