i wonder what other people see.
i wonder what their perspective of the world is.
is it different to mine?
probably is.
i could see a woman, gorgeous. the height of beauty.
and they could see them as just average. nothing special.
i want someone to see me as the woman.
the powerful women in the books i read.
in the movies i watch.
but i'll never be them.
i'm too scared.
i wanted to wear my leather coat to school today.
i took it off because i thought about what people would think.
how stupid.
why should a person think about what someone else thinks about them.
whoever decided that they can judge what other people wear, was fucked in the head.
die in a hole.
you ruined my life.
YOU ARE READING
dreamt thoughts
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