When I tell people that I don't like the way I look I get three responses your beautiful, change it, or yeah.
But no one every asked me why I feel that way.

They tell me fight back, but is it worth fighting.

People have led me to believe that I am not good enough
They don’t think of the consequences of what they say anymore
I cry behind closed doors wondering what I did wrong to be the way I am

People don’t understand the impact they have on other people’s lives. They act as if they are the only ones with that are allowed to be upset. Sometimes I  wish I could go back into time

I don’t know what to do anymore….
People here are so fake it's funny
They put on a show  for the world
Fake being brave is one thing but to fake who you are is another

How does nobody see the mask that everybody puts on
Is it because they are so busy fixing their own