Waiting on You

Outcast, loner, loser, all those names describe me... I'm sixteen, brunette, brown eyes, a really basic girl. My hair style isn't exactly normal I guess. People call me "emo". Why that name, I'm curious to know. I'm the girl no one wants to make contact with because they think it'll make them look bad. It's okay though, I'm used to it. I've been used to it. I've only had one decent friend and they eventually left me. I've learned to only depend on myself over the years. Growing up with only one reliable parent. High school is already hard enough as it is but the people there don't exactly help at all. I love school, but the people are what get to me. Bullied repeatedly every day isn't exactly amusing or fun. I've learned to stand up for myself but when it's one against four or more, doesn't really help very much. But, things can change. Life changes. Everything will change, sooner or later. (Trying out the whole writing thing)