Stuck in the distance I find myself seeing the difference in between me and them. They have long blonde hair, blue eyes, and baby soft skin, and not a single bit of acne on their faces.
Me however I have a dark brown pixie hair cut with brown eyes and an acne filled face. I feel like a disgrace. I just want someone to embrace and call mine. However, maybe that's just not for me. Maybe it's just not meant to be. I'm lonely forever you see and that's why I'm not happy.
That's all I want is to be happy I'm tired of being sad and mad at the world. I want to be normal. Not formal but just normal. Everything I used to have fell apart right at the seams. I just want to scream at the top of my lungs. That "I wish I wasn't the only one."
And that is why I'm done. I'm done being sad, mad, and lonely. I'm done being afraid of what I'm gonna say. I'm done being broken.
I want my words to be heard I want them to be spoken so, here I stand on this land and scream "I'm me and I'm not ashamed to say that I'm not okay. Because today I am me and today I am free of all the boundaries that I've been to afraid to cross for fear of failing."
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