Sometimes I feel like no one understands me, but then I would only be thinking about myself. I know that I am not alone in this world yet I feel as if I am standing on a deserted island and screaming for help. No one is helping. They know nothing of what I am feeling and that is what is driving me to feel so lonely. My friends are not really my friends, we are just people that have common interests. It seems like one big game. Everyone pretends to be someone they are not at some point in his or her life. They pretend to like you, to love you, when in their heart they know that they do not feel a damn thing for you.

You do not even realize that they are feigning. You don’t realize that the people you trusted, the people that were some of the only people in the world you could tell your secrets to, would deceive you. Some would do it for recognition, for wealth, and some for adoration or acceptance.

I have to bite my lip, close my eyes tightly and talk myself through this, “Walk away, walk away, walk away.” They do not know what goes on inside my head. No one does, maybe not even me.

I do not know why I was born this way. Why do you have to ask? Why do you mock and bully me to gain confidence? I don’t know why I was born with brown hair. I don’t know why you were born with blonde. That’s the thing, we are all different, but that is what makes us, us and you, you.

So tell me, why do you belittle me in such an atrocious manner? Over the Internet if you say something mean, you cannot take it back face to face and it can be there forever. They cannot see your face when you type it, they cannot see how much you regret it until you see them in real life. You have no idea of what their reactions are or what they are feeling. Words are worse then injuries. Words tear through your self-esteem and bury deep into your heart where it forms a hole only time or family can fix.

People say insensitive things. They say things that are malicious or that are there only to aggravate you. Criticism can lead to problems. Health problems or metal stability. How can adults and kids be so cruel to people who are different? It is not like people asked to be born from a rape or something even more horrible. It is not any of their faults, what is their fault is the choices that they make in life that they know is erroneous.

What about style? The choice of a green shirt or blue shirt? The hard decision between purple shoes or red? What would you chose? That one little choice, that little thought that makes you pick what you like, could revise what happens that day. Someone could say that they like your green shirt or that you look ugly in it. Someone could say that they love your purple shoes or that they hate them.

That’s why there are so many suicides and self-harm. There are bullies that do not care about what they say and do not realize that one thing that they say can make a person so desperate, so distressed, that it could lead them to something as horrible as harm on themselves. Do not make a person want to change him or herself; it should be their own choice. They should actually want to change themselves for themselves not just to fit in with other people.


One word could change another person’s life in less then one second.