i’m that girl who no one ever calls pretty. i’m that girl who none of the guys hit on. i’m that girl who’s always in the backround waiting for my turn to pop up is…and it never comes. i’m that girl who getting close to girls gets stuck in drama and getting close to guys gets her called a “slut”. that girl who does things differently in hopes that someone would notice and think i’m cool, but she just ends up looking like a freak. that girl who thinks that all her friends secretly hate her. that girl who, when asked about, is “___, who?” as if it’s her last name. that girl who thinks that no one will love her because she’s spent her entire life surrounded by people who have been better than her and has given up on herself several times. that girl who’s been surrounded by lies, deceit and fakes so never learned to be honest. that girl who never expressed her feelings and yet still expects everyone to know how she feels. that girl who counts her flaws every morning in the mirror. that girl who runs from nightmares and chases dreams. that girl who always wants someone to understand her but is afraid to let people in because of how much she’s been hurt in the past. that girl who cries at night from completely made up scenarios in my head. that girl with those “regular teenage insecurities”.
