You Say...

April 18, 2011
You ask, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
And I say, "I want to be a writer or actress."
And you laugh and say, "Maybe you should get a back-up plan, or try something else...."

You ask, "What do you think about your outer appearance?"
And I say, "I think I'm fine the way I am, not that it matters."
And you laugh and say, "Maybe you should take a look in the mirror, and eat less..."

You ask, "What kind of clothes do you like to wear?"
And I say, "I like bright colors that stick out."
And you laugh and say, "Yeah, it's the bright colors that stick out..."

You ask, "Where do you want to live when you get older?"
And I say, "New York or California."
And you laugh and say, "Nice try, but it's not gonna happen..."

You ask, "What kind of sports do you play?"
And I say, "Softball."
And you laugh and say, "Well maybe you should try more sports, not that they'll let you play..."

You ask, "Why did she kill herself?"
And she says, "She left a note, she said someone told her she was fat and ugly, and she believed that no one loved her. She said it was a friend. What low dispicable human being could possibly bring her to that assumption of herself?"
And you cry and say, "Me..."

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PJD17 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 23, 2011 at 9:04 pm
very heavy story  good work with it  could you please check out and commetn on my story Numb.  I would really appreciate the feedback
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