A penny for my thoughts.

-I could never hate you. My heart wasn't made for that. And it wasn't made for what you're putting it through. You know me well and I feel like you take advantage of that. You know I have a bad temper and you push me until I get a bad attitude and then you get every right to get mad at me. You know it's easy for me to feel sorry for people. You make me feel bad about things that every other teenager would never give a second thought to. People tell me all the time how smart I am, but you make me feel so stupid. I am smart, that is something that I have going for me, please don't take that away.
Being beautiful is a whole different story.
I was born this way, and I wish it would be good enough. Few people tell me I'm beautiful and you have no idea how good it feels when they do. I wish you told me. I want to hear it from you. I know my skin isn't perfect, every morning I wake up and pray that my skin doesn't look any worse than it did the day before. And my teeth. I hate them. You know that. I would do anything in the world to have perfect teeth. I don't smile in pictures because of them. I hate them, more than any other part of my body. But my hair, I love my hair. I really do. A lot of people do, actually. I get compliments all the time on how nice it is. But none of those really matter, especially when I hear how much you don't like it.
I wasn't given much self confidence. I'll probably never have much. But I'll never blame you.
I have so much to say, but I know I'll never be able to say it.
So I'll say one more thing. Nothing big, or earth-shattering. Just a few simple words that I will always mean, no matter how mad at you I am or how much I think I hate you.

I love you.


I'm mad at you now, and I probably will be until everything in this place gets fixed. But I know, just because of the kind of person I am, that I always love you.
It's just the way my heart was made.