Hello world, my name is Yasmine but most of you know me as Anonymous,
That socially awkward, quiet girl who's always hiding from you, even though I'm right in front of your face.
Fake laughs and fake smiles to match your fake jokes and empty promises. I've spent more time pleasing you and less time working on myself but the self I show you is a girl who is selfless, quiet and unbiased, because that's what you like. I put a mask on because everyone else has a mask on and what's a costume party if I don't come as someone else? Cool kids wearing Aeropostale because in order to stay cool, you have to wear cool things, talk in hip slang and repeat it all again in two years when what's in, tends to change.
It's funny, because people will repeat that same line. "Just be yourself!" As if it's just that easy. We live in a world full of hypocrites, Deviants and misfits and as much as I want to say "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me" if words can move a whole nation, sticks and stones don't compare, when you send those hurtful vibrations from your mouth to my ears and somehow I care. that's the part I find unfair.
But still, life moves on. So maybe I should move on? Remove the mask, be myself! Although the chains of life already left welts, the damage is dealt, pain still felt. I wish I could just say screw it all and put my life on a shelf and just....leave it there. I mean, no one would really care. So maybe it's time to dissapear, forget the tears and cut my life short by a few years. I want to be the smart, funny, beautiful, playful girl that I am but society has other plans and I would like another chance. Accept me....or don't.