Thursday 27 August 2015

This is for the girl who is always picked last

This is for the girl who is always picked last. The one who roams the crowded halls scared. Scared of being looked at for too long or being laughed at for being who she is. The one who gets jokes thrown at her daily, but only to her they aren’t just funny jokes. This is for the one who has never found a way to fit in or the one who still can’t figure out who she is because she has only known the meaning of labels rather than true identity. If you’ve ever held back tears because you can’t be looked as weak, this one is for you. The one who is in a constant battle with herself because to her the definition of self- worth doesn’t exist. The girl who was left alone because everyone else said they would stay. In her reflection she sees imperfections and flaws, not a masterpiece. This is dedicated to anyone who feels unworthy of being loved only because he chose someone else. The idea of having to change has become a constant reminder to the point where hating herself was normal. This is for the girl who has hated a stranger only because he saw beautiful in her but not in you. Living her whole life trying to impress everyone else, but herself. You and I aren’t that different. We think that to be loved we have to be perfect and that to be accepted we have to accept change. Girls have been raised with the mentality that we have to be “less” than the guy. Too smart, we intimidate; too dumb, we’re ignorant; too skinny, we have an eating disorder; too fat, ew loose weight; confident, you’re vain; criticize yourself, attention seeker.We don’t realize that this is our main problem. We believe that perfection is beauty when in reality it’s not a reality. If you have small breast, big waist, no thigh gap,curves and wish to get rid of them, wish for something else because that is a waste. For the girl who wakes up in the morning and hates her body, this one is for you. The girl who keeps everything inside because she is afraid of judgement. The one who wears a mask to cover the broken pieces she is still trying to put together, this is for you, because when you think you’ve reached your lowest point you manage to fight through another day. When you find yourself in the middle of the night and tears are streaming down your face, remember that your biggest enemy is your mind and no matter how many negative things it is telling you, don’t listen because if you listen closely there is a little voice saying, “It’s all a lie.” Listen to that, because you truly are beautiful.