It Gets Deeper..
So many years and years spent trying to get the cool kids, any kid to be honest, to see me. To see the person, the soul behind the black skin, to see the little girl behind the fat, to see the generous and selfless girl behind the financial issues, to see the smart girl behind the cheap, reused and re-sewed clothes. I was trying to get blinded people to open their eyes to the vastness of me. I was relating my self-love to people who did not know how to love. I was imposing my carefulness on people who didn't care, my smiles on people that laughed behind backs. I was giving my time to people who had plenty, but chose to give it elsewhere or do nothing with it instead. I wanted to be called for fun activities, by people who only knew how to make fun of me. My self-esteem and self-love, was nonexistent to a point I started believing I did not deserve it, I started believing I would spend my life alone, I started believing no one would want me roman...