I walk the school halls, I smile, I laugh. I'm the girl, "that girl." The one who has friends, who gets good grades, has a settled family. It may seem its all so easy to be "that girl." I shop, i go to the cinema, i have a life. But who am i really? Has anyone ever stopped to ask "what goes through that girls mind when she is alone?" It may seem that everything is there, just given to me. But when you have been "that girl" for so long, it builds up and eventually destroys you.Pretences, lies, secrects, thats all there is on the inside of "that girl" who is me. They admire, they drool, they get jealous, but if they only knew that the girl they so want to be is completely unware of who she is herself. I wake up, I get dressed, I go to school, I pretend. But when i sit alone in the dark and think of them all, i hope they never become "that girl" because "that girl" has lost herself.....