Everyone else seems to have a better life
Surrounded by friends.
Lonley.
Winning homecoming queen.
Forgotten.
Doing well in sports.
shy.
Everyone else has a better life.
All the other girls have lived so much.
While i have not.
IHATETHIS.
Perfect makeup
Perfect bodies.
Why.
Why am i not like this.
When did i miss out.
Overlooked.
Everyone else seems confident.
I am not.
Everyone can dress in cute outfits.
But i cannot.
Everyone seems to know the key to this while
I do not.
It fills me with a rage so deep and a sadness so dense.
I feel the shrieks boiling inside me and the tears over filling my bucket.
I feel disgusting.
A rotten bannana peel.
Thrown away.
The mocking looks i feel piercing me when i sit alone.
Poor girl they must think.
Nonsocial.
I lose myself in this book.
Millions walk by.
But i know none.