It's okay..
It's okay to have a bad grade.
It's okay you're not skinny and have bright eyes and don't fit into size four jeans.
It's okay boys don't wistle at you ( I mean, you're not a dog, are you?)
It's okay that your friends are leavning, because if they were such good friends, they'd be sitting with you trying to not make you feel like shit.
It's okay your parents shout at you, their trying their best and I don't think they remember how it feels to be a teenager anyway.
It's okay you feel as though you've lost yourself, everybody does from time to time.
It's okay you're still searching for that missing part of you, we all are. It's okay to feel alone, but you must often remind yourself that you're not. You must remind yourself that you're beautiful, individual, a replica like nobody else.
You're you and that's damn well good enough for me.
It's okay you're not skinny and have bright eyes and don't fit into size four jeans.
It's okay boys don't wistle at you ( I mean, you're not a dog, are you?)
It's okay that your friends are leavning, because if they were such good friends, they'd be sitting with you trying to not make you feel like shit.
It's okay your parents shout at you, their trying their best and I don't think they remember how it feels to be a teenager anyway.
It's okay you feel as though you've lost yourself, everybody does from time to time.
It's okay you're still searching for that missing part of you, we all are. It's okay to feel alone, but you must often remind yourself that you're not. You must remind yourself that you're beautiful, individual, a replica like nobody else.
You're you and that's damn well good enough for me.
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