This song hurts so bad.
I mean, it seriously makes me cry.
Makes me feel like no one likes me or cares about my life. I'm poor too, so it hurts to think that life would only be better if I had money, even though I know that's the opposite of what P!nk was implying.
I wish people could like me.
I feel like this song is me, because I try so hard to be liked, and what would it be like if I just stopped trying? Wouldn't it just be so much easier?
My own friends complain about how shy I am.
People don't notice me.
Ever.
My only friends are ones that I've had ever since 4th grade.
Why should anybody care about me?
And I'm not pretty or stylish or anything, so it's not like that helps.
And I'm super-smart, and I think I've only gotten one B in my life. My best friend says I'm the smartest kid in the school, even though I deny it.
I hate that about myself.
I just wish I could be the punk or rebel that I truly am inside. Be that girl that I am on this site and others. It's why I love community sites like these so much, because I get to be someone different than I am every day at school. But this is me right here.
I only wish I could be different. Sure, even preps don't like themselves. But does anyone really hate who they are enough to be forced into introvertion (word?) and mourning? My favorite color is black. I used to Love Avril Lavigne and even Hilary Duff, but I've grew to hate her and like every emo or goth song I hear. I wonder who I really am inside.
Who knows really?
I just wish someone would, because I'd devote myself to them instantly.
But who could???
Sorry for typing so long about nothing. This helps me though, so please forgive me.
Getting back to the song.
I absolutely love it, and have been thinking about writing up a copy of the lyrics and giving them to my English teacher, because she understands my dilemma in this song more than anybody. My struggle to ignore my dad's money complaints. My struggle to get people to like me. Although, I'm working on telling her about that second one.
Would I ever really tell her??? Would I ever really give her the song??? I think about it for hours, but I know in my heart I'd never have the guts to open up to somebody who knew who I was and who I'd have to look in the face the next day.
@mr_k108598 I was a very moody and dramatic 14-year-old. I'm doing much better now at 29 (although I still don't have much money, ha) and I definitely don't hate myself or worry about being "liked" anywhere near as much as I did then. I think self-confidence comes with age, but I wish I wouldn't have wasted so much time dwelling on this stuff when I was a teenager. I've also finally started seeking treatment for my depression, anxiety, and ADHD, which I should have done sooner. I really wish I could delete my old comments, but thanks for your interest...
@mr_k108598 I was a very moody and dramatic 14-year-old. I'm doing much better now at 29 (although I still don't have much money, ha) and I definitely don't hate myself or worry about being "liked" anywhere near as much as I did then. I think self-confidence comes with age, but I wish I wouldn't have wasted so much time dwelling on this stuff when I was a teenager. I've also finally started seeking treatment for my depression, anxiety, and ADHD, which I should have done sooner. I really wish I could delete my old comments, but thanks for your interest regardless.
This song hurts so bad. I mean, it seriously makes me cry. Makes me feel like no one likes me or cares about my life. I'm poor too, so it hurts to think that life would only be better if I had money, even though I know that's the opposite of what P!nk was implying. I wish people could like me. I feel like this song is me, because I try so hard to be liked, and what would it be like if I just stopped trying? Wouldn't it just be so much easier?
My own friends complain about how shy I am. People don't notice me. Ever. My only friends are ones that I've had ever since 4th grade.
Why should anybody care about me?
And I'm not pretty or stylish or anything, so it's not like that helps. And I'm super-smart, and I think I've only gotten one B in my life. My best friend says I'm the smartest kid in the school, even though I deny it.
I hate that about myself.
I just wish I could be the punk or rebel that I truly am inside. Be that girl that I am on this site and others. It's why I love community sites like these so much, because I get to be someone different than I am every day at school. But this is me right here.
I only wish I could be different. Sure, even preps don't like themselves. But does anyone really hate who they are enough to be forced into introvertion (word?) and mourning? My favorite color is black. I used to Love Avril Lavigne and even Hilary Duff, but I've grew to hate her and like every emo or goth song I hear. I wonder who I really am inside.
Who knows really? I just wish someone would, because I'd devote myself to them instantly.
But who could???
Sorry for typing so long about nothing. This helps me though, so please forgive me.
Getting back to the song. I absolutely love it, and have been thinking about writing up a copy of the lyrics and giving them to my English teacher, because she understands my dilemma in this song more than anybody. My struggle to ignore my dad's money complaints. My struggle to get people to like me. Although, I'm working on telling her about that second one.
Would I ever really tell her??? Would I ever really give her the song??? I think about it for hours, but I know in my heart I'd never have the guts to open up to somebody who knew who I was and who I'd have to look in the face the next day.
The internet is my sanctuary, people.
--Mari
@foundthevelvetsun7 i wonder do you feel the same now ? And what do think about your life today
@foundthevelvetsun7 i wonder do you feel the same now ? And what do think about your life today
@foundthevelvetsun7 i wonder do you feel the same now ? And what do think about your life today
@foundthevelvetsun7 i wonder do you feel the same now ? And what do think about your life today
@mr_k108598 I was a very moody and dramatic 14-year-old. I'm doing much better now at 29 (although I still don't have much money, ha) and I definitely don't hate myself or worry about being "liked" anywhere near as much as I did then. I think self-confidence comes with age, but I wish I wouldn't have wasted so much time dwelling on this stuff when I was a teenager. I've also finally started seeking treatment for my depression, anxiety, and ADHD, which I should have done sooner. I really wish I could delete my old comments, but thanks for your interest...
@mr_k108598 I was a very moody and dramatic 14-year-old. I'm doing much better now at 29 (although I still don't have much money, ha) and I definitely don't hate myself or worry about being "liked" anywhere near as much as I did then. I think self-confidence comes with age, but I wish I wouldn't have wasted so much time dwelling on this stuff when I was a teenager. I've also finally started seeking treatment for my depression, anxiety, and ADHD, which I should have done sooner. I really wish I could delete my old comments, but thanks for your interest regardless.