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Why?

Why am I looked at differently?
Am I not the same as everyone else?
I consider myself pretty and intelligent
Why do others get to make decisions about me,
When they don't really know who I am?
Since they don't talk to me,
They wouldn't know what it's like to be me
I have problems and troubles of my own
I don't need others making it harder
Can't I just to try to survive high school,
Without all this drama and conflict?
They make all these assumptions about me,
When they have their own insecurities
Do they feel better about themselves
After they assume all these things?
Maybe, but I guess I'll never really know
I won't let them tear me down
Or make me feel differently about myself
I have an amazing group of friends
And they believe in me and build me up
When others stare or try and laugh at me
I forget about them and hope they'll be okay
Because they don't trust in themselves enough
To no make fun of other people
And that's okay because there is life after high school
Many others have survived
And so will I





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