she has class
nice hair
she makes all the boys stare
she has the perfect figure
preety blue eyes
but behind them
she hides her lies
her dad hes gone
her mummys a slag
shes rich 
with filth money
people call her hunny
she calls them chick back
they walk round arm in arm
she is always in the middle
but her arms are limp 
her smile is fake
her watch hides
the scars 
of all her mistakes
every night
she scrathches it one more time
one scratch
one drop of blood
for evry mistaked moment 
living her "perfect" life