I watch you from afar and never say hello, although I wish you knew me. Everyday I'm excited to see you knowing that you'll never notice me anyway. Our age barrier keeps us apart; after all you're sixteen while I'm fourteen. Is it strange that I dream of you almost every night? The dream always ends with you walking away from me…a sign maybe. I remember the day you smiled at me and my heart raced, it was as if you saw right through me. You make me very curious about your life since I know nothing about you, but I'd like too. Something about you draws me closer each day, almost close enough to actually talk to you. Maybe I should give up knowi
For a time I was lost, misunderstood and very alone. I wanted to find myself but I didn't know how. I was drowning in my own insecurities and was desperate for help. When people said I was ugly or that I was gross it killed me inside. Why can't I be beautiful? I constantly thought, maybe people will like me more if I am attractive. Everyday I'd come home from school go up in my room and just think, what am I going to do? Am I going to just let people say these things about me? Or am I going to do something about it? In the end I did nothing but believed the things they said about me. The more they said the uglier and alone I felt. At school