I'm that kind of girl,
The one with a hard life,
She doesn't let anyone see,
I'm that kind of girl,
The one who'll cry,
And the next minute pretend,
Like nothing ever happened,
While tears are still streaming down my face,
I'm that kind of girl,
Who will say I'm alright,
And smile,
With tear treks still wet on my cheeks,
I'm that kind of girl,
Who thinks she's being dramatic,
Because many people have worse lives.
I'm that kind of girl.
-r.s
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem