Why, just why do we need to be beautiful to be accepted, and have friends? Why must you have a flawless, perfect skin, a meticulous face, to be accepted? Why must one worry so much about grades, a letter than determines your intelligence? Sounds like bull **it to me. Why must one be popular to be accepted, in these 7 years of going to school, I realize that the world is judgement itself... Many people have judged me because of how I look, the cause of my anxiety, depression, etc. Why.. does one need standards to be somebody in life.
