"I wonder"

I wonder if people talk about me… me and my friends, my life. I wonder if they wonder why I do certain things, take certain attitudes, and say certain things. I wonder if they get the right idea, if they can really guess what actually goes on behind my skin. I wonder if they care.

I may not be who I wanted to, but I like who I am.

I have learnt to accept my flaws and cherish my qualities. I see the positive side in my flaws, which I consider to be things I wanted to be, but am opposite. For instance: I am not physically attractive. I don't make all the boys fall in love with me. The good thing about that is that I can be appreciated for my personality and not what I look like.