Look behind this fragile face. The smile so petite. Where every move looks so planned but the truth its just me. I don't want to just be perfect.Being perfect is really just a curse. I'd rather live from mistake instead of having to rehearse. I'm not this girl who has no secret pain. I'm not even close to the girl you see here, truth is I'm all of fear. The bravery i show was never really here, you'll just have to admit things are not the way they appear.