Setting here feeling so alone even though there are six people in this room.
Biting my nails until there is nothing there, looking down when someone looks my way.
(Walks to bathroom shuts the door.)
What is wrong with me, shake it off I will be fine smile they are looking at you.
(Looking in the mirror)
Why am I so plain? Why can't I be pretty or wanted?
Hey self it's me again you should stay home nobody wants to hang out with you.
Fighting this urge to run my car into a tree, who would miss me right?
Stop saying these things they are not true! People like me, I have friends.
I am pretty. Well, maybe not but I still have friends they just don't talk to me much anymore.
See told you, nobody likes you.
God, I hate myself and I wish you would just leave me alone!
(Walks away from the mirror crying.)
About the Creator
india novia
I love to write, and tell stories most of everything I tell people is true. Most people just can't believe someone can go through such tradety in one life time but here I am.
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