It is at this point that you wonder, “what is wrong with me?”
But it’s okay.
Because you’re too young anyway.
Lydz Leow
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Updated 6 years ago,January 29, 2019
Youre nine years old.
Youve just told your mother in tears about your first crush; its all alien to you.
Your little heart almost explodes with indignation, because that shouldve been you, not your best friend.
Man, boys are annoying.
Youre eleven years old.
It is at this point that you wonder, what is wrong with me?
Because youre too young anyway.
Youre thirteen years old, and youve just sent your first Valentines card to the one you childishly adore.
Its different, you tell yourself as multiple songs are written about him in the confines of your bedroom.
I love him, you cry into your pillow at night.
But as usual, it is to pass.
Youre fifteen years old.
You are giving out the lock and key to your heart; left, right and center.
People come and go, but the staple in your life is loneliness for a love never experienced.
Another crush, another best friend.
Youre sixteen years old.
You no longer want any specific person, but just a feeling to fill the void.
Scrolling through Instagram, you see that every other photo has traces of happy relationships.
But most of all, you are afraid of getting hurt.
Another inadequacy, another cut.
Youre never good enough.
Youre only ever called beautiful by your well-meaning friends and your mother.
You dont know how to give love, nor receive it.
It is at this point that you wonder, what is wrong with me?
And its not okay.
