Lulu_D

I can't shake the feeling

That I'll never be one of them

Girls with lives made of honey and laughter,

Girls with someone who looks at them

Like they're laced with something unknown and magical,

far away from my friends as they speak,

i never liked feeling alone. 

i never liked feeling left out.

but here i am, 

whenever i speak,

my words don't even go into one ear of any of my friends,

Crying.

It’s something that all of us have done

At some point or another.

Yet it is a sign of weakness!?

And I say that is false.

FALSE

I say that it should be a sign of strength.

So

I miss him

Nothing reminds me of him because I don't allow it to

Both of those things can be true at once

He would be proud of me, probably, but I guess he would probably also have a lot to say

she has short and messy dyed red hair

she has dark brown eyes that glow in sunlight

she is silent

she is a good friend

she has fading signed shoes

she is nice