Everybody Has It!...
The term "everybody has it", or "everyone is wearing it," is definately controversial... When you walk into school everyday, there is something new that you don't have, you feel self-consious, and you don't want to be in school anymore. The reality of that is, it's not like someone is going to go up and ask you "Why aren't you wearing that shirt?" No one asks that. Because the 'cool' people, have their own monarchy and their own stupid broad and narrow ideas of how 'un-cool' people act, dress, think, and live.
My challenge to those of you who are scared to dress the way you want to, is to wear it, for two days, wear what you want, go totally non-brand-names. For two days. Just two. It's not the end of the world I promise. What do you think people wore before "Hollister" or "Aeropostale" or "American Eagle" or "Abercrombie & Fitch" Were made? They sure as hell didn't wear them. Crack out the ole solid colored shirts if you have to. The status quo should stop relying on letters on a T-shirt.
When you walk into anywhere and see a shirt you like, you run over to it, all excited and you think, "I NEED this shirt." Then... You look at the price tag... Darn... So you walk out, empty handed, shirtless. Then you go someplace else, someplace where everybody you know goes on a daily basis... You see one... Two... Three... Four girls wearing THAT shirt. So you throw on a hoodie or sweater, hoping no one will notice that you're not wearing the new 'in' shirt. And you waste the rest of your day, stressing and self-consious, worrying about who sees you... Sound familiar?... That's just not a way to live...
So, I think we should break that tradition, just wear non-brand name clothes for two days. You'll be surprised to see how many 'cool' people will do it too... (Although, they'll probably have to go out and buy something.) Just try it, break the chain, see if you like it. You'll also be surprised at how much more less-stressed you feel.
~Live*Laugh*Love~
~~Have a non-name brand day~~
~~~Zaynah<3~~~
I'm not going to tell you "You're beautiful, you're funny, you're cute, you're the nicest person I know." I'm not going to tell you this, simply because, those are just words. They can lighten the mood, but when you are feeling down, really, really down, that won't even cut into making you feel better.
When you were younger, you didn't go to school, and the funny part about that, is I feel as if those were the best part of my life... Before I had to go to school... I would give ANYTHING in the world, anything, if I didn't have to go to school...
The people around you influence you ALL the time. When you see someone look at you and chuckle a little bit, you start to feel insecure, don't you? When you hear someone faintly say your name while whispering to someone else, you're self-esteem is knocked down a little bit, isn't it? When someone puts food on your face in front of everyone in your grade, and another grade, you feel like crawling under a rock forever, and ever, and ever, don't you?
THIS is normal, because other peoples view of you takes a toll on how you view yourself. I don't understand why, but to be honest, we have to FIGHT so hard with our human instincts everyday to be a GOOD person. And other peoples opinions effect your opinions on other people.
Please don't ask me to explain that, because I can't, not even if I Googled it. I think the point that I'm trying to get at is, actually, I don't have a point. My point WAS all of that...
I have a mother who is OBSESSED with couponing... She has a binder full of coupons. She calls it "The Bible." I used to like the show Extreme Couponing. But not anymore. Just the abyss of all that chaos is totally unappealing. Who wants to be that stressed and flustered? Definetly NOT me! And most of the people on the show dont even use a binder they used their purse. Which is usually a bottomless pit... Ugh. 'Nuff said.
Now for my poem, Give Me Back:
Give me back those tears I wasted on you.
Give me back the times I cared.
Give me back the hours I thought about you.
Give me back the minutes we spent together.
Give me back the pleasure I gave you.
Give me back the heart you stole.
Im no longer innocent, you took that.
Im no longer happy, you took that.
Im no longer alive.
Im alone.
Give me back my life...
