She is a liar

She's a liar. A hypocrite that stalks down the halls of her school, with a fake smile painted across her face. Her friends love her, teachers adore her, and boys drool over her. She's not what people think. She hides a deep secret, buried with in her heart, aching with ever passing day. She thinks she's a nobody
Her grades in school are decent. She doesn't know if she wants to go to college. She attends church with her family every Sunday, prays for God to take her life, and still, no response. Even though she wears a cross around her neck, she doesn't believe God hears her.
Friends admire her, and think she lives a "perfect" life, but she knows her friends are the ones dwelling in paradise. She walks around school acting like a princess, when she feels like caged bird, living in her own prison. People see her as a somebody.
She lives in a hell. With a stepmother always abusing her and a father regularly raping her. She lives a life far from perfect. She has no brothers and no sisters, but she keeps a serpent in her closet. She wants death.
Her friends lover her parents and enjoy the house. Parents put on a plastic smile to play along with their paper life. Their life runs like Shakespeare play.

She's a tall young lady. Takes good care of herself, dresses properly, and uses appropiate language. She dates to find comfort and hide from her real world, but no boy can understand the pain she faces. Running aways was attemped, but failed. Her life is secretive.
She's embarrassed of herself. When she looks in the mirror she sees a dirty, filty, disobedient person. Yet she is completely the oppisite. She tires the best at everthing she does, but still, she feels like a failure.
She's never been congradulated on her work, studies, or exams. Her parents never tell her they love her and never have. She prays for them everynight, asks God to forgive them. She's always told she's worthless, no use, and a waste of space. Committing suiside is not an answer for her. She might doubt herself, yet she deep down feels the need to live. But she's still trying to find what it is she's living for.