Everyday

A girl once liked a guy -- a perfect guy, in fact.

She loved him more than she could understand.

She created a world in her mind and dreamed of an imaginary future with him.

But, the poor girl's heart broke when he turned away from her.

All the guys did. None of them ever liked her.

Walking down the school halls, she looked at all the girls and envied their shiny hair, intelligence, popularity, expensive clothes and shoes, and beautiful faces. The girl, however, had frizzy hair, acne, and no friends. She was very smart, but not smart enough for her classmates. She wore black most of the time and cried every time she looked at the mirror too long.

So many insecurities, with no one to help her.

So many tears, with no one to hold her.

This is my life.

Everyday.