She lays in bed hoping tomorrow won't be as bad. She knows she has friends that love her yet she feels underappreciated and insignificant. Every other person in the school seems to be better at her at everything. She knows even if she wanted to speak her mind, the words remain trapped and entangled in the solumn being that is her voice. She longs to feel important to anyone who will give her love, therefore she is unaware and accepts the love she thinks she deserves. She is mistreated and her kindness is taken advantage of. She has plenty of people that like to 'hang out' with her, but she is lonely. The inability to communicate creates added anxiety and dumps more and more pressure onto her already fragile mind set. She is disrespected and misunderstood but she accepts what she puts up with because she knows she can't change the world she lives in.
