I think its time to love myself. Even if others dont. Even though I know I have beautiful friends that walk around with gorgous, but unnatural hair. I have other friends who hate their own because they arent as great as them. Or those who say, nice hair, trying to make the girl feel better but also knowing it was a lie.
Does everybody think like me? Or am I different? Wierd?
Maybe they just need to grow up, or I need to grow slower.
I dont understand why people cant stop and think.
I dont understand how girls can just talk to guys and how sometimes guys just ignore them.
I may be on the Softball team. I just read Dreamland by Sarah Dessen. One thing I liked was that the author just described 'Caitlin', and didnt state if she was pretty or ugly or just average. It makes you think if she was describing 'Caitlin' as herself. Does she know what she is?
It shows how any girl can be treated the way she was, regardless of whats on the outside, a weak girl on the inside will always be misused.
Does natural beauty exist when you grow up? Because all around me, all I see is fake fake dye.
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