So tomorrow the entire 8th grade class is going to a waterpark to celebrate the end of the year.
And ot be honest I'm scared,
Scared of people seeing my imperfections,
my body,
my flaws,
and my scars.
And although I'm scared I'm excited.
To be with my friends and have a good time.
To try and not care what other people think of me,
to see if I can ignore that,
I'm not a perfect shape, not a hourglass just plain,
that I'm not the ideal shape with ideal skin,
that I have scars from my past,
and that I am not perfect, I am only human.