Imagine waking up in the morning, never having welcoming sunlight outside your window. Imagine getting through every minute of your life, worrying if you’ve gained weight from eating the littliest things. Imagine putting on makeup, and get called a cakeface two days later. Imagine deciding then not to wear makeup, getting called a gimp is not that much better. Imagine having everyone in the world to please, the parents, the teachers, and the boys of course. Imagine everythihg to be a competition, girls with their dresses, classmates with their grades, acquaintances with their number of facebook friends. Imagine having others all down your throats comparing the latest. saturday nights, hookups, out of the world things. Imagine seeing the superficial world, yet having to live and pretending to love it. Imagine knowing that people are nice to you not because they like you, but because of your status, who you have as friends, what you do afterschool. Imagine discovering that your ‘closest’ friends having better things to do, than listening to you ramble about your ‘insignificant’ problems. Imagine getting told that you should, and that you are expected to achieve the highest. Imagine that pattern repeating itself, to the point of when you no longer have faith in the world. Imagine giving up trusting altogether, seeing that a proportion of life too large have become fake. Imagine going to sleep thinking you know absolutely everything, yet waking up the next morning, completely thrown out of the world of which you thought you had figured. Do you still think that you have it tough and I live the perfect life?
