Being Me

I know what's it's like to be me, it's not the greatest, but I manage to survive, I'm an average teenage girl who just happens to not be liked or loved, I know that I'm not pretty like the other girls, I know that I'm not the smartest girl either. I know that, and I'm not fine with it, even though in the end, I know that I won't find the love of my life, That I'll live alone, and end up dying alone. I know this....I know this because I'm ugly, weird, and unsocial, I know that even if I try to act pretty and wear makeup, no one will notice me, It's just how life is, sometimes the things you want, never come to you. That's me all the time.....I just wish... I wish I was prettier like the other girls, I wish I was smarter like the other girls, I wish I wasn't me... Because being me isn't a wonderful thing, Being me is carrying four thousand tons of nothing, but hate, depression, anxiety, and guilt. I would love to switch places with someone else, But that would never happen, If only I wasn't my ugly self. By: Kathleen Tovar