terça-feira, 30 de agosto de 2011
Post-it about life.
Have you ever laid on your bed at night and just cried? Cried because you're ugly. Because you're not good enough. You counted all your flaws from head to toe to punhish and feel worse about yourself. Cried because the comments people blurt out, actually hurt your feelings. Cried because your family is dysfunctional but you're just a kid who can't do shit about it. They tell you to stop complaining, that you have it much better than the kids in Africa. You don't want to be a burden, so you bottle it all up. Around people, you're the happiest ray of sunshine. But nobody knows, that at night when you're alone, you break down and just cry.