I’m just a girl I say to joke about my inability to do simple tasks
I laugh as “ I’m just a girl” leaves my mouth as my friends point out I can’t do my hair
“ I’m just a girl” has went from a saying with no meaning but now “ I’m just a girl” is a cover
A cover for everything I can’t do
I laugh and pretend it’s ok but really what’s beneath the surface
Is unexplored
It’s untouched
I like to pretend everything is fine
I always figure it out
It doesn’t matter it doesn’t affect me
I say nothing affects me because nothing matters but I’m the opposite type of girl
Everything matters to me
And yet everything seems to affect
me
But when the night start and the day ends I am just a girl with an over sensitive heart
