Heh.

I hate this feeling. Of not being important. To guys, to my friends, to my mom. It's a horrible feeling. I just want to crawl under a rock and never come out.

People tell me that I'm cute or beautiful or whatever. Really? Is that all you care about? How I look? What about what's inside? Do people even bother to know what's going on inside my mind? How I'm feeling? No? It's okay. Not many people would care. Society is just all about looks nowadays anyway.

You might think I'm a beautiful face, but I'd rather hear someone tell me that I have a beautiful soul. I have so much to offer if someone would only just give me a chance.

But it's okay, my time will come. Good things come to those who wait.