She's good
But they want her better,
They want her to be the best,
To be the perfect.
Look at her now,
She's already perfect
And now deserves the title of
Best in pretending.
But no one knows that
What she's feeling inside
Never really gets better.
The saddest part is
She forgot how to be good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem