prima_ballerina

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You think I've gotten stronger now,
 

but the truth is,
 

that the only thing I've gotten better at,

♦ is acting. ♦

Honestly:

I'm crazy and insecure. I'm just a girl. I hate just about everything about myself. I hate my hair, my face; the fact that I still have to wear glasses. I absolutely despise my body, it's awkward and annoying. I can never do anything right, and I am a total klutz. I'm just another girl.
 

My friends think my life is perfect. 

They Say...

...My makeup's always done right. 
...I never have a single  hair out of place.
...I am Always smiling. 
...And my outfits always look great.   
                                                                                                                                    
...But...

...Really

My makeup only looks good,
because I have had to do it   
over so many times, and it's
become second nature.  

My hair is never out of place,
because I am  constantly
running  my fingers through
it in agony, and  annoyance.

 I'm smiling when people look at
me, but as soon as they look
away, as soon as I escape,
that smile, goes away.

My outfits aren't anything
special, half the time, they're
what I slept in last night.
I don't accessorize, or
anything, it's just shorts,
or jeans, and a tee,  that's
it, nothing big.
 
Cause in Reality:
I'm lost and confused. I don't eat, I've popped pills, and I would do anything to escape. I'm in constant pain, but whether it's physical or mental pain, I'm no longer sure. I've tried to fix things, but I have also learned from it. Fixing things is pointless, if it's only going to turn out worse.

I guess I am just another girl, a girl who no one's ever noticed. A girl who no one ever will.