Look at me. Tell me what YOU see. For once tell me the truth,and not what I try so hard to believe. Try not to judge me as you see,but instead get to know me. Look inside my heart. Explore the depths of my soul. Break me down. Don't build me up with false word about who I am. I want to break this cage of false confidence, and step outside the box. Yet, I feel as if when I break out of the cage that I will only discover that I'm still inside a force field. That maybe there's no way to know the truth about myself. Maybe they all see me differently. Somemight judge by looks and others by personality. Beauty's in the eye of the beholder. I guess it depends on whether they see clearly or are blinded by appearance.Right? I sure do hope that's why. :-) :-( :'(
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What I don't say
Short StoryThis story is for people like me. The"smarty pants", "teacher's pet", "Goodie goodie", "people pleaser". Worst of all, I'm a "follower". Don't get me wrong, I haven't gone down the wrong path, but when middle school started so did the bullying. It's...
