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Miss Misunderstood
On the outside
 I might have a lot of friends
 But really
 I’m shy and wanting love
 I never really show my real self around others
 And I really never go to the state of having to
 I’m just one girl in a big world 
 My eyes are filled with sorrow and pain
 Most people don’t notice it 
 Through my smile there is agony
 There was nothing I could do 
 My life is different from others
 I’m different
 This is why I have a small group 
 Of trusted friends
 And a special someone to talk to 
 When I’m in times of need
 I never wanted to be born this way
 But how much of a difference would it make
 If I were normal
 I wasn’t born to be normal
 Back in the states 
 My nickname was 
 “Miss Misunderstood”
 I didn’t understand why people would call me that
 I try to talk to someone
 I’d fail in doing so and run
 It’s hard for me to express myself
 So that’s probably the reason why
 I’m shy, quiet, but
 I’m loving and very aggressive
 A small group of friends is okay with me
 I’ve always been misunderstood
 Even by my own parents
 They don’t know who I really am
 Inside I’m hurting
 Outside I’m smiling and laughing
 I need that to convince people that 
 I can be your friend
 Just give me a chance
 I can’t express my true self
 It’s always been in my eyes
 I never let myself go
 It’s seems as if
  I keep this up
 This is who I’m really gonna’ be
 I’m still called “Miss Misunderstood”
 But now I know what it means
 They’re calling me that to hurt me
 The throw me down
 Take me deeper until I can’t take it 
 I will never listen to them
 I will never under estimate someone like them
 I know I’m misunderstood
 I know I am different 
 And I know that I can’t count on anyone else
 To do things for me
 I can only be for myself
 Friends
 Family 
 And 
 My lover
 I can never show you my true self
 But you can look in my eyes 
 And figure it out for yourself
 I named myself for my own benefit
 So I can forget all those
 Who have harmed me with words
 “Sticks and stones might break me bones
 But words with never hurt.”
 How can you shatter a shattered heart?
 Its mystery
 I am “Miss Misunderstood” 
 Showing the world
 This is me.

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