Dear Past Self
To my past self
life is always going to be hard
I won't lie to you
I won't tell you that it gets better
I won't tell you that you get bigger
I won't tell you how you look
Instead, I would rather you love yourself
There is no need to worry about looks
There is no need to worry about the words they say
There is no need to worry about that
Focus
Focus on school
It's the one thing that we both have heard
That is horrible advice
Make friends
there will come a time when you will need them
Don't be scared of how they look at you
Don't be scared of how they may treat you
Just say hi and try to talk
give up on that group of girls
if they wanted to be friends you would be friends by now
instead, talk to someone else
still, talk to the new kids
make them feel welcomed
even if they hate you for it
be kind like always
stand up for yourself more
and to my past self
what they say isn't true
and sometimes read both forwards and backwards
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