Perfect

Breaking inside;
You can't see,
What you've made of me.
Hidden in a crowded room,
Hoping for someone to save me;
Acting like someone I'm not,
Hoping for someone to save me.
Trying to get you to see,
What you've done to me.
Hoping for someone to save me.

Giving you what I can,
But I can't be someone I'm not.
Hoping for someone to save me;
Beautiful parents you are not.
The Sadist in me wants to destroy
Your hopes and dreams.

The obedient daughter wants to make you proud.
This can't happen cause I have to be myself,
Not the one you created in your dreams.