Page 485 - Hope

Only one person knows, but no one would ever think it.

It's a mask that only comes off when I sing.

So, for the talent show, I'm taking off that mask, and I'm going to watch it fall to the floor and shatter as people learn about my deepest secret.

I'm depressed, and I cut.

Truth is, I hate the latest fashions.

I'm 14, I wear bell bottom pants, loose comfy shirts, I don't wear make up and I don't straighten my hair.

I really don't care what people think, I do that stuff for myself.

And in reality, I don't want somebody to fall in love with a painted barbie, I want someone to fall in love with me just for being me.

I used to be sad, depressed, lonely.

I thought things would never change. Now, I'm much happier.

And you wanna know why? Because I realized, I CAN change if I'm happy or not. 

I CAN be the one that's always smiling again. Most importantly, I CAN be the one to help that person, who was just like me.

My younger sister is tormented for her feminist views and her stance on animal rights.

People think she's stupid for caring.

You'll prove them all wrong when you're their boss, Lucy, so don't cry. Don't give them the satisfaction.

And to all the bullies out there: f*** you.

Once in a while, my brother and I will confess to each other who we have a crush on.

Then he regrets telling me. He thinks he doesn't have a chance with those girls.

Little does he know that it gives me hope to know that I'm not the only one who likes someone that will probably never notice me.