My hair falls neatly behind my ear , so much pressure ,pressure to be a picture girl .

Why shoes are marble swirl , I am the picture girl . Expected but not expecting. Scared but not surprised. They know nothing . I am the picture girl .

The camera blinds me everyday and people straining just to stare , at my brushed hair . Latest fashion , entered as a dare I never have worn and tear . Only neatest , only the best .

It gives me money yes , people say I am blessed - to be the picture girl .

I am smart , pretty , pretty but I am not happy …. - is that wrong of me ?!