dear me,

what happened?

when did you start caring so much about the letters printed on the tag of your jeans?
when did you start hating the way you have always looked?
when did you get so insecure you prayed to be more invisible than the smell of co2?
when did you start to care how your had writing looked to the guy cheating off you in math class?
when did you start to spend too much money to make you look like something you'll never be?

what happened?

why do you pay so much attention to the way (you think) the girl is looking at you in the hallway?
why do you care so much about the opinion of the person you'll never talk to or see again?
why do you care what the cashier at walmart thinks about what you're buying?
why do you care so much?

what happened?

i don't know if i know you any more.

you just have to remind yourself, that this is just high school.

none of it matters.

so sleep in a little longer, because the people that matter most, love you the way that you are.

save up for college, because none of that hair care product works anyways, and those jeans don't last

pray to be seen, because you have a lot more to offer the world than you think.

pick your head up, and smile at everyone you pass in the hallway.

don't be afraid to be you.

go back to who you used to be,

i liked you better that way.