I try to make my hair nice. I try and dress to fit in.
All these yrs. I tried to make it.
I never liked the way I looked. I don’t fit. I have always been singled out as the not pretty. And. I still never made it.
I remember as a kid. My friends hair was one way. I wanted my hair like that. I never liked my self ever. And, many people didn’t like me either.