What if I was pretty?

What if I was popular?

What if my childhood was different?

What if the boy I liked felt the same way about me?

What if I was smarter?

What if I wasn't being constantly compared?

What if I'm the only one feeling this way?

What if I'm not the only one feeling this way?

I'm tired of all the what ifs. I'm tired of asking all these questions and never knowing the answers. I'm tired of not knowing whether my life could be on a whole different path. I'm tired of having to figure my life out when I can't even figure out who I am as a person.

I'm just tired of all the what ifs.

XOXO, K