It's
okay you got a bad grade. It's okay you're not skinny and
have bright eyes and don't fit into size 4 jeans. It's
okay boys don't whistle at you (I mean, your not a dog are
you?) It's okay that you're friends are leaving, because
if they were such good friends, they'd be sitting with you
trying not to make you feel like crap. It''s okay your
parents shout at you, they're trying their best and I
don't think they remember how it feels to be a teenager
anyway. It's okay you feel as though you've lost
yourself, everybody does from time to time. It's okay
you're still searching for that missing part of you, we all
are. It's okay to feel alone, but you must often remind
yourself that you are a beautiful individual, a replica of nobody
else. You're you and that's good enough for
me.
