Posted by Anonymous on 2013/02/05 under Uncategorized Dear Society,
Hi. I’m 14 years old. Im here to tell you about this cruel world I live in. I live in a world where suicide among teens is normal. I’m one of those teens. It’s normal
for me to cry. It’s normal for me to look in the mirror and see a hideous face staring back at me. It’s normal for me to smile knowing everything is not okay. It’s because of one thing. You. Society did this to me. But, the thing is I am apart of society. I live in a world where being skinny means your beautiful. I live in a world where having long pretty hair means your beautiful. I live in a world where being popular is the best thing in the world. I live in a world where you have to be perfect to succeed. But why? Why must I live in a cruel world filled with conceited people who think they are better than me? Messing with the only self confidence I have left in my broken soul which has been broken by society. Every day I walk into school girls are wearing skirts, dresses, name brands. I walk in with a hoodie and my head down. I don’t have perfectly straight hair. I don’t have a perfect body. My eyes don’t shimmer with light. All of the boys don’t like me. I’m not popular. But I do get good grades. I’m nice to everyone I meet. I have friends who love me for me. I’d rather have a sweet guy sweep me off my feet then a jerky jock. I never bother anyone. But to society that isn’t good enough. Hi. I’m 14 years old. Im 5’1. I have brown frizzy hair. I don’t have a boyfriend every week. I have many flaws. I’m not so self confident. But it doesn’t mean I can’t be accepted into this world.
Sincerely,
Perfectly imperfect