Dedicated tomap13map
(To my school map, where my history lays :))

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I'm a sixteen-year-old girl with red-coloured hair, glasses and funny clothes; who feels lonesome in a crowded room.

I do not ask to be understood because I can't even understand myself.

I ask to be accepted as I am.

I do not want to be told what potential I have or what my future holds.

I don't care if you say that I'm going nowhere in life because I skipped a maths test.

I question my existence, my meaning.

I question what the "Real World" is, and why am I not there ?

I'm always told to be different, to be myself.

But then I'm told what to wear and how to act.

I'm told to dance, even when I don't know how to; anyway I do try.

Just don't judge me too quickly or try to understand me.

Only remember my heart is open.

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8/3/2016

Happy Women's Day !