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I feel as though no one sees me, they see through me.
I feel as though I could I could pack my things and just leave and no one would know that I was gone.
They wouldn't care. They never do.
I feel as though people don't see me for who I really am.
They think they know me but they really don't.
I hate how people take one look at me and think I'm one thing, but really I'm not that way.
I'm stronger than they think.
I'm smarter than they think.
I'm nicer than they think.
I wish they could just give me a chance to prove that I'm not a bad person to be around.
That I haven't done stupid stuff now, because my past isn't that pretty.
Which I know I've done stupid shit, but I've changed.
I'm not that girl anymore.
They need to understand that.
But they don't understand that.
They're stupid and immature boys who think they can say and do whatever the hell they want.
They need to grow up!

I want to go up to them and slap them in the face and ask, "What the hell is wrong with you?!"
But I know I don't have the guts to do that because I'm no good.
I'm just this girl who's self conscious about herself.
A girl with anxiety.
A girl who's messed up so bad.
I could never do that because of who I am.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 13, 2017 ⏰

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