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For the past couple months, I've been feeling above people. I'm not a normal teenager. I'm more than that.
Lately I've been crying a lot. Not for me. Well, okay, a little for me.
I've been crying for everyone. Everyone's changed. They aren't who they are when I met them. And things are just going totally wrong lately. I hurt the man I love. My dad's getting surgey. Joe's going to court and might possibly go to jail for a year. Mom has problems and may need surgery. And all my friends are just... well, let's not get into that. Change of plans. We are going to get into that. best friend of 10 years... total raging slut now. Another friend has also changed. She isn't who she was. Neither am I...
Everyone assumes I'm so happy, because I'm Meg. I just jump around and have a good time and laugh like there's no tomorrow. Wrong. I crack jokes and laugh and put on a mask. Nothing is ever me. Because inside... I'm ugly. And I don't want anyone to see that. I've never been proud of who I am. I'm ugly, mean, and just plain old evil. I don't deserve what I have. And I'm not greatful. I try to be, and I am sometimes but it doesn't work. People take me for granted. They never really see me. I'm only there when they want to see me. Not when they need to...
I'm tired of being invisible...
Some people just need to open up there eyes.
Lately I've been crying a lot. Not for me. Well, okay, a little for me.
I've been crying for everyone. Everyone's changed. They aren't who they are when I met them. And things are just going totally wrong lately. I hurt the man I love. My dad's getting surgey. Joe's going to court and might possibly go to jail for a year. Mom has problems and may need surgery. And all my friends are just... well, let's not get into that. Change of plans. We are going to get into that. best friend of 10 years... total raging slut now. Another friend has also changed. She isn't who she was. Neither am I...
Everyone assumes I'm so happy, because I'm Meg. I just jump around and have a good time and laugh like there's no tomorrow. Wrong. I crack jokes and laugh and put on a mask. Nothing is ever me. Because inside... I'm ugly. And I don't want anyone to see that. I've never been proud of who I am. I'm ugly, mean, and just plain old evil. I don't deserve what I have. And I'm not greatful. I try to be, and I am sometimes but it doesn't work. People take me for granted. They never really see me. I'm only there when they want to see me. Not when they need to...
I'm tired of being invisible...
Some people just need to open up there eyes.