I'm never going to be that perfect girl that you all expect me to be Because no matter how much, how hard I try im always just going to be me i've heard your kind and supportive words so, so many times That they just blur together now making me suspect that they are just lies My grades aren't high and my social skills are lacking If anything i'm average, and a little bit slacking I have a BIG imagination that I often get lost in my thoughts corrupt these words, turning gifts into a sin