To No One Special

how am i supposed to feel when nothing ever seems quite real? when the media tells me how to appeal to men that don't know how to deal with any girl with half a mind and when you're a girl, you can't be kind, because a decent man is so hard to find. so, how am i supposed to act fine while i'm wasting my time on boys who can never admit the truth? there are better ways to spend my youth than chasing a 23 year old child in hot pursuit of the perfect female with a spotless mind. all of your lust is just a waste of my time. and you're a waste of my breath because talking with you is talking with death and expecting the words to make any sense.