Chapter 1 || Editing

The clothes I wear, make up some damn image and if I don't wear the right ones I get hurt. Doesn't make any sense, but in this world it does. To be noticed you have to be perfect. I just don't fit in anymore. I have to keep this picture perfect image but I get it wrong every time I try. I get teased, bullied, pushed around, beat. Even at home it's hard. I'm just all alone.