I wish everyone would realize the strain it puts on me to expect me to be perfect.
My teachers at school always expect good grades and valuable input, my friends think I am the most confident person in the world, and I still get sent to my room for yelling at my parents. Imagine that.
The truth is, sometimes I want to be the girl who sits in the back and never talks during class. The one with the B/C average. The one who has a few good friends but not a bunch. And I am not confident. Every time someone looks at me in the hall I think, "Is my hair frizzy? Is my makeup smeared? Why is that person looking at me? What's wrong with me?" I am just as insecure as the next person.
The trick is pretending not to be. if you walk down the halls acting like they belong to you, everyone will think they really do.
That is the secret.
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