The joke of me

Perfect girl
they say
as they smile straight at me
as if we share some joke
and I'm not in agony
if they saw the rest
I think they'd be quite scared
I wish they saw the half of me
that doesn't comb her hair
the one that screams for no good reason
and waits for thunderstorms
the one who stands with scissors
and wishes her clothes were torn

I'm not your perfect girl
I'll scream if you say it again 
but I do try my hardest
becasue life's a game and then...