Oh how I await that day. The day I'll walk in the halls with my head high and my insecurities low.
Not worrying about who is looking at me or why they bother glancing in my direction.
Not vexed by what people think of me or their personal opinion on my appearance.
I'll love me for me, unable to hear your torment at the back of my mind.
That day will come. I'm sure of it. It might not be anytime soon but I've been taught tomorrow will come, and tomorrow will be better.
