I lay but I don’t sleep, I think as the tears cloud my eyes, I feel wet and warm raindrop trickle down my face and then I realize its not rain.
I am alone in my thought, I can’t trust myself because those people have tricked me into believing every venomous, appalling, gut wrenching word that stumbles smoothly out of the repulsive contraption they call a “mouth”.
I’m not broken but two times stronger than before. I guess those people who were so horrible built me up so high even when I was knocked down I was still above them.
I am not what the say, I am so much more.
I am warm hearted and even though I don’t feel it I am beautiful inside and out. All of those girls are so ugly because their disgusting personality ruins their beautiful face. I feel everyone is beautiful but some people just have to dig deeper to find that gorgeous part of life that is hidden in the fifteen layers of makeup that hide their true beauty under the one everyone actually wants to see.