She sat and stared out the window, a litany of phrases chanting in her
head.
You're wearing that?!? You can get better grades than this. Should you be eating that? Can't you try harder? You should be better than this. You're not worth it.
You're not worth it.
That one hurt the worst. He didn't even know her. They went out once. In that short time he had figured out what so far, pretty much everyone in her life had told her.
You're not worth it.
No matter what she did, she didn't measure up. And she tried so hard. Everyone said she was nice. Sweet. But apparently, not worth it. She wanted everyone to be happy. She did everything she could to make them happy. Because maybe, just maybe, if they were happy, she could be happy too. And they would say "Thank you for making this a better place."
She loved the world.
She couldn't help it. No matter how bad things were, she loved it. Even in her darkest moments, the thought of not being a part of it was worse than whatever hurt she was feeling. She wanted to make it better. She had to keep trying. But it was getting so hard, and it didn't seem to matter what she did. The answer was always the same...
"Sta-cyyy! Can't you pay attention?" Sandi demanded.
Stacy snapped to attention, "Sorry."
You're not worth it.
The world did not love her.
Additional Notes: Just some comments on "Love": a "boyfriend" said those exact words to me, "You're not worth it." No sorry, no reason. That hurt for a long time. The other things were also said, some more times than I can count. "You can get better grades than this" was usually when I brought home something like a 96 or 98. Where are the other 2 points? Why is this B+ not an A? This was a good excuse to vent. I know it needs a re-write.
You're wearing that?!? You can get better grades than this. Should you be eating that? Can't you try harder? You should be better than this. You're not worth it.
You're not worth it.
That one hurt the worst. He didn't even know her. They went out once. In that short time he had figured out what so far, pretty much everyone in her life had told her.
You're not worth it.
No matter what she did, she didn't measure up. And she tried so hard. Everyone said she was nice. Sweet. But apparently, not worth it. She wanted everyone to be happy. She did everything she could to make them happy. Because maybe, just maybe, if they were happy, she could be happy too. And they would say "Thank you for making this a better place."
She loved the world.
She couldn't help it. No matter how bad things were, she loved it. Even in her darkest moments, the thought of not being a part of it was worse than whatever hurt she was feeling. She wanted to make it better. She had to keep trying. But it was getting so hard, and it didn't seem to matter what she did. The answer was always the same...
"Sta-cyyy! Can't you pay attention?" Sandi demanded.
Stacy snapped to attention, "Sorry."
You're not worth it.
The world did not love her.
Additional Notes: Just some comments on "Love": a "boyfriend" said those exact words to me, "You're not worth it." No sorry, no reason. That hurt for a long time. The other things were also said, some more times than I can count. "You can get better grades than this" was usually when I brought home something like a 96 or 98. Where are the other 2 points? Why is this B+ not an A? This was a good excuse to vent. I know it needs a re-write.