Real

The tears fall
When he doesn't call
And it ain't easy
When my peers
Call me slutty and sleazy
But they don't know me
And they are wrong
Can't you see?
I am strong

The blood flows
Onto the floor
When my drunken mother
Calls me a fat whore
I let the razorblade
Slice my skin
For every sin
My wrist speaks for me
And I wear my scars proudly
For they show
What most don't know
That although
I fake it well
For me
Life ain't swell

I lie
I cheat
I cry
I steal
But I'm real

I laugh
I smile
I love
I feel
And I'm real

I suffer from BPD
Depression
And oppression
But although I often frown
I still get through the day
Cause I won't let life get me down
Cause I won't listen to what they say

They tell me I'm broken
They tell me I'm weak
Obviously they've never heard
The honest words I speak
Or the stanzas I write
For if they did
They'd know I fight
And that I'm less of a kid
And more of an adult
And that what I do
Is often not my fault

Yes, I've made a bad choice
Or two or thrhee
But listen to my voice
Before you judge me
Cause I deal
With more than you know
And I'm real
Not just for show