(Alex provo)
Yeah, I'm that girl you look at funny when you pass her in the hall. The girl that you have bullied since I was just little enough to be me. The one that sits alone and does not normally talk. Yep that's me. The one that looks just like me.
Hell I doubt you even notice me other than to be mean. You want to know what I don't get? I don't get how you can hate someone you know nothing about. I don't know you, you don't know me so can't I just sit alone and hate myself without you stacking more and more piles of shit on top if my absolutely torn to peaces self image.
No you say, well thanks a whole hell of a lot.
And here I am about I enter the worst part of my life. School.
I just started 9th grade. wahoo yayy fucking high school.. yeah. no.. This place is hell surved to you on a silver platter and the last thing I wanna do is walk in her and here all the names a jokes all over again
" Hey fat ass I see you grew this summer"
" Damn I didn't think you could get any taller big foot"
" Look it's the slut who cuts for attention"
All of these things were true. I was ugly, I was fat, I was a tall freak, and I used to cut because of my family problems. I am so.. I don't know sacred to walk through these doors right now. I had changed over the summer a little. I did not eat, I worked out a lot, and i had my first kiss which ended terribly, and i grew in new places that looked kind of good on me. for me i guess no one else would surly notice. All I here is the names and my cries at night and the screams at home and my heart beating so loud everything goes mostly to whispers in my head and it's just the loud beating. Then, the doors were opened.
