A Look Inside a Crazy Mind

Just Another Girl

I'm no different from everyone else.

Im just a weak, insecure girl.

They call me fearless.

They're wrong.

I'm terrified of everything.

I just don't have the guts to show what im afraid of.

I'm just like any other girl.

I starve myself.

Because I want to be accepted.

I cut my meals in half.

They keep getting smaller.

And smaller.

And smaller.

Im just like any other girl.

I call myself ugly.

Because I am.

So sometimes I hide.

Im just like any other girl.

They call me strong.

They don't know who I really am.

Im not strong.

All I want

is a saviour

to save me.

I'm not strong enough to be my own hero.

But sometimes I feel like

I'm not like any other girl.

There's a number of people I'd take a bullet for.

Those people I'd withstand any kind of mental or physical torture for.

probably because

I don't care enough about myself.

Sometimes I despise

many other girls.

The ones who reject people because they're "ugly".

The ones who insult people because of their culture.

The ones who bully people for their preferences.

I've never really cared much

about how someone looks.

Or how tall they are.

Or how much they weigh.

For some reason.

It never really mattered to me.

So you could say I'm like any other girl.

Or you could say I'm not.

Either way,

It's not a lie.