Do you see that girl over there?
The girl smiling and giggling?
The girl in a skirt?
I knew that girl.
People think she's carefree, doesn't have a thought in her head. They see her giggle and assume she's a little child. They have her "tag along". They don't treat her like they treat others. She's spoken to like a three year old.
They push her around. Force her to do things she doesn't want to. Tease her. She wants to stand up for herself, but she can't. She doesn't want them mad at her. She doesn't want to lose a friend. So she laughs along with them. They don't see how much she's hurting inside.
People remain oblivious to the fact that she is in honors classes, that she is one of the smartest kids in the school. They still think that she's a little girl. They don't bother to look past the first layer. If they do, they find a girl with a brain, and voice, and feelings. But they don't. So they never see the real her.
She has no one she can trust. She keeps to herself. She has a million and one secrets bottled up inside her. She wants to confide in someone. She needs to confide in someone. A true friend. But, she doesn't have one, does she?
The friends that she does have are amazing. They mean the world to her. But she doesn't trust them. If she tells them her secrets, she thinks that they'll tell the world. Its happened before. She's not sure if they'll stick by her through everything.
She's very self conscious. If she hears someone laughing behind her, she thinks that they are laughing at her. She thinks that the whispers around school are whispers about her. Why? What'd she do?
Her parents aren't any help. All they care about is how she does in school. If its a 99, they question,"Why not a 100?"
They crush her dreams. She wants to be a singer or an actor.
They say,"In India, people are doctors and engineers."
She wants to find that special someone.
They say,"In India, people have an arranged marriage."
She doesn't want to be what she was made into. She wants to be her. Not what society forced her to become.
See that girl over there?
The girl smiling and giggling?
The girl in a skirt?
That girl is me.
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