reality check.

This girl was confident, smart, happy, and proud of everything she was. She never let anyone bring her down or get the best of her, until she met you. Lying to herself in the mirror every morning, swearing you loved her, this girl began to lose that light in her eyes. The glow from her skin just kept fading, until finally she had hit rock bottom. It was all because of you. She'd never been so low, but you put her there.
Now she walks on the side of the road with her school books in her hands. Looking like she wants to fall to her knees and pray that someone will just pick her up, she just keeps walking and focusing on what's waiting for her as soon as she opens her front door. A mile and a half later, she reaches her home and opens the door to find nothing but silence. For a quick second, she wonders if you'll ever come back but then she reminds herself of what you put her through.
That girl cried herself to sleep every night. That girl thought about taking her own life. That girl was convinced that she wasn't and never would be good enough. That girl was harassed and bullied by the only person she really trusted at the time. That girl...was me. Now I can see the light in my eyes coming back and the glow in my skin getting brighter. When I let you go, I could see my life without you and it was so much better. I guess I do have a lot going for me, like my family and friends always tell me. I almost lost myself and let all of that go...and it's all your fault.

I open my eyes to the Virginia sunrise outside of my window. I complain about how early it is. I spend hours in school listening to boring lectures and waiting until my hand falls off from taking so many notes. I get home and complain about walking so far and so long. I sit down and think...about how there are people in much worse situations. There are people fighting for their lives, who would kill to even get the chance to sleep in a warm bed, go to a good school, have a home, or walk. I just don't want to complain anymore. Really.