One, take a shower
You don't wanna smell
Two, pick out an outfit that will fit in with the latest trends
and won't make you the laughing stock of the school
more than you already are
Three, put on some makeup so you can actually show your face in public and be a little bit pretty
You can't even recognize yourself and your face tingles with unbelievable issue
You can't satisfy. Otherwise, you'll have ruined the hours of meticulous painting you apply to your hideous face
Four, don't forget to style your hair in elegant curls
You can't let everyone at school see how your hair frizzes up like an electrocuted monkey naturally
Five, shove your fat feet into those toe-pinching and blood blistering converse that everyone at school is wearing
You cannot be the odd one out
As you gaze into the bathroom mirror, you see a stranger
that somehow stole your reflection and replaced it with completely different girl
every part of your outfit isn't comfortable, but even though you spent hours trying to look pretty
you will never be as good as those other girls at school
you're actually holding back a few tears
you feel like you are holding back a tsunami of emotion
you can't let anyone else know what you feel. Otherwise, they will never respect you the same way they used to
Or did they ever?
Why am I not good enough?
Six, get off the bus
Seven, find a group of people you can walk to class with
Because heaven knows you can't just walk alone
But you don't even like these people.
They cuss and make dirty jokes a lot
and they laugh and make fun of you
you know you shouldn't hang out with them
But hey they are the popular kids and you just want people to like you like they like them
you are in the stocks as people throw judging tomatoes and hating heads of lights at your insecure little head
you cannot stand up yourself because you are alone, trapped and defenseless
and you cannot stand up for yourself because these popular kids are like the royalty of the school and apparently what they say and do goes
you take each comment, each judgement, each assumption
each opinion, each strange look, each remark
each criticism, each review, each report, each assessment and with it
your self esteem plummets like a sinking ship
down down.. down...
into the dark and dreary depths below
you look at all the other girls your mind racing a mile a minute
I wish I had her eyes
I wish I had her hair
I wish I was skinny as her
I wish I had her perfectly straight white teeth
I wish that I had her social confidence
I wish as many boys liked me as they liked her
why am I not good enough
Life isn't fair
Eight, get your work done
the only part of your life that seems solvable is the actual school work
you take pride in your work because it is possibly the only thing special about you
you do it to see the radiant smiles on your teachers' faces as they applaud your work
the joyful praise is the gentle rain that brings forth a magnificent rainbow
the radiant sunshine that brings forth fields of sweet daisies
one of the only things that brings you happiness
But it is not popular to be smart
in fact, you're seen as a nerd, too smart, human calculator, brainiac, geek, teacher's pat, suckup
whatever wonderful name you can think of
your peers' jealousy is the pollution that prevents a rainbow
the bulldozer that plows through the fields of once golden daisies
the intangible object that crushes your happiness like a bug
'A's are getting you nothing but torment
why am I not good enough?
Just get over it
Nine, wash off all of your makeup
I can't even look at myself
This is my life
everyday..
I can't control it
I've been told I can't compare apples and oranges
I've been told I am distorted
I've been told I have to be grateful for who I am
But, going through your middle school years, you are on your journey to find yourself on a small jet
Sometimes you cannot control what happens to you
the turbulence will through you off course
But, popular isn't always a good thing
You tell yourself I just want people to like me
I just want to be accepted
But skipping meals and marking up your wrist isn't going to fix that
You look at other girls wishing you were them but other girls are looking at you wishing they were you
Society infers girls have to have skinny waist
tanned skin
long silky hair, perfectly straight teeth, big butts and et cetera
Society infers girls have to wear tons of makeup to be pretty
Society infers girls have to wear skanky clothing and do inappropriate things with boys to be happy and considered cool
But society is wrong
you are loved
you are precious
you are beautiful
you are talented
you are capable
you are deserving of respect
you can eat that meal
you are one in seven billion
and most of all,
♥You are good enough♥