What do they call you?
They call me weird, i may not look weird of act weird but i`m often known as the weird girl.
They call me a nerd.
They call me a freak.
They call me fat,skinny,tall,short,ugly.
Its so easy for them to judge,they don`t even know what battles i`ve been batteling. Words hurt but i`ll never let them know. I`ll always fake a smile even though im crying on the inside. I close my eyes thinking of plans to escap from this hell, the thoughts im thinking don`t seem safe. Im usually the girl who gets used, broken and hurt. I don`t fit in. Im the left out bread crum who usually falls apart into tiny pieces. Im use to it sitting alone, eating alone while others awkwardly stare at me, being my own bestfriend. The key to sucess is to stop trying to fit in becuase you were born to stand out, stop trying to please others becuase you wernt born to please others. At the end of the day i am me, i will remain me.
My message is big or small words hurt. Stop trying to fit in or please other and when they shout nasty words at you, smile as if you dont care, cherish with happiness be proud of who you are and where you come from because you are amazing, you have a light inside you.
-Made By Me Aka Aisha! :)
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