I Am Just a Girl

By Molly B

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I am just a girl.

Simple. Millions of other just like me are out there. Nothing distinguishes me from them. I laugh, they laugh, I love, they love, they cry, and i cry. If i was to disappear forever the world would hardly notice. Time would not stop, the world would keep turning. My life is meaningless. So meaningless i wonder why i still live it. The politely correct answer to this is that i can make a diffrenace int he world i just have to try. To work at it. But we all know that is bullshit. Those who will make a difference where born to it. I will never become president, never go into space. Because i am just a girl, not the daughter of some important political leader. I will always remain as i am. So why did i live you ask? Why do i allow my bleak existence to continue? Because even though there are millions like me who cry, laugh, and love doesn't take away the joy of laughter. The satisfaction after crying or the warmth of knowing someone, out of the millions of people, loves you and would die for you.

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