I'm that girl. 

That girl who smiles and walks with a skip in her step

who gets only As and Bs and and is involved in every club.

That girl who people like to be friends with 

because she is bubbly

and fun.

That girl who has everything together

on the outside. 

I am not truly that girl on the inside. 

No, not nearly

close to that perfect, unachievable 

image. 

I am struggling, working, crying, trying

to keep it all together. 

If only they knew

if only they could see

that I am not

That Girl.