Misfit

School is about to start back up, and I feel very disappointed. Sure I miss my friends, but going back just means being that weird girl all over again. I do have a lot of friends, and it's great and all, but I can't help feeling like a misfit. Maybe that's how I was born, because I am really good at it. I just wish that people weren't so judgemental. We live in a world where people never fully feel happy, and perfection is the dream. Some people work hard at perfection, probably more than you think, but others embrace their imperfections. I guess I want to embrace mine, but it seems really hard. And my life has enough complications as is.