All that glitters is not gold (Or, Fake It til you Make It)

[SnarlingThroughOurSmiles]

Look at me! I’m the queen of everything!
(And the queen of nothing inside)
It’s amazing what a tight, low-cut crop top can hide.
Come and watch! Watch the manic pixie party princess.
Watch me balance my life on stilettos and shots,
five inches high but I wish I was higher, ‘cause
I can’t laugh any harder.

I can’t laugh any harder, I can’t grin any wider,
I’m drowning in lights, I’m a fucking delight.
I’m the queen of everything and a mess inside,
I’m the queen of everything and a scared little girl inside.
I’m sharp as my eyeliner and bold as my lipstick,
but all my makeup’s waterproof for a reason, 'cause
what’s the point of mascara that can’t mask the fact
that you were crying just now in the back?

So look at me! I’m an introvert’s nightmare,
an introvert’s wet dream,
a queen of self-hatred who can act like a prom queen.
If you dance hard enough, you can fake self-esteem.
If you laugh hard enough, you can fake anything!
I can’t laugh any harder, can’t anyone see?
I’m the queen of everything and masked anxiety.
I’m the queen of false bravado and the counterfeit scene.