That one day, you'll see me as a human.. Not a monster, not a ghost, but normal, unique, and beautiful. I'm sorry that that I'm not like other girls that hide behind masks. I'm sorry that I don't call you smart, amazing or hot. I'm not sorry that I didn't go on a diet like you told me to, I'm not sorry that I didn't die like you asked me to.
One day, you'll understand how I felt when you told me to die.