Loser

Well, im not too sure how this hole thing works but. Im just going to give it a go. So, you know that girl, the one that sits by herslef and break. Has little fat chubby cheeks, and has a middle parting and scapes every hair back into a pony tail?? Well that girl was me. Once. I can remember crying once at night, just because i thought i was fat and ugly. Maybe i was. I would always tuck in my belly, and i would do anything i could to try to look and feel better. My mum always said i was pretty, but she is my mum. She isnt realy going to call me ugly? is she... I can also remember sitting by myself one break and two of my "friends" came up to me and said that i was a slut. They said it to my face! But i didnt do anything to even be a teeny bit slutty.. If anything i was a loser. One night, i cried so much that i decided that anyone wasnt worth all this! Ever since then, i changed. new hair, new look, new me. I lost the puppy fat, and I started to wear make up, And then finally people seemed to care about me! Then secondary school for what seemed to be ages, rolled along. It was amazing. All the rumors about how scary it was wernt true, atall. On the first day every one was around me and my best friend Emily. Where ever we went. Everyone followed. I felt great. Then day by day, i felt even more pretty, and that i was actully somthing! I know this gets realy big headed near the end, but what im trying to say is that. Even though i changed, its because i wasnt strong enough. But if anyone has EVER felt like this i know exactly how you feel. Just like p!nk sang "so raise you glass if you are wrong in all the right ways" too being a loser!