I'm So Selfish

One-shot

Author: Out-Spoken-Runaway

This is for all the girls that cannot see what they're worth.

"Jeez, you have such perfect height! You're not scary tall, but you're not…itty-bitty either. I wish I had that height!"

I wish I were shorter.

"God, why doesn't your body every hold any fat? You've got the hips! Jeez, lucky bitch."

My stomach is fat.

"Wow, you're so strong! And it doesn't even show on your arms!"

I've got man-arms.

"You've got large hands. A guy would probably find that…helpful."

They're too big.

"You know, when the light shines on your eyes a certain way, your eyes sparkle. You can even see a different colour in them! You're so lucky!"

They're brown. So dull.

"You have a nicely shaped face! It compliments your facial features."

My face is too long.

"You're small on top, but it matches your body. It compliments you!"

Then make me disproportionate.

"You've got such thick hair! And the colour, natural streaks of blonde in natural brown? That's hot."

I feel like Bo Bice.

"You know, you've got a small bottom, but it's tight. It looks nice on you."

It's non-existent.

"Your personality practically screams you. It's so amazing!"

I've got multiple personalities.

"Such a kick-ass attitude! You stand up for yourself and others, you're loyal, but you respect whoever deserves it."

I'm too soft. I'm too hard. I don't know anymore.

"Wow, your style is so you. It sticks out- in the good way. It looks really nice."

Sometimes I feel like it is I, other times, not so much.

"I have no idea how you understand these things! It's just so…confusing!"

Too bad I can't make a living out of it.

"Dang, you're pretty athletic! You have to teach me how to do that sometime!"

That was pure luck.

"Wow, your mom is so cool! She actually lets you do things!"

Too bad my dad is busy hurting everyone else.

"Wow, you've got some pretty nice friends. They've never sold you out, have they?"

Just a shame that they never try to understand me.

"Geez, she's is so lucky! She's got everything! Looks, brain, brawn, personality, attitude, family, and friends! Lucky little girl!"

I'm so fucking selfish. I'm complaining about myself when there are people who would die to have my problems. They're busy dealing with machinery that could kill them in an instant, and what am I doing? Complaining about things they never think of.

They're busy starving to death, and me? Oh, I'm complaining that I've got too much fat.

They don't even have a family. All I do is complain how my home is a religious and cultural war zone.

They don't even have friends. I'm complaining that they don't want to get to know me.

I'm so selfish.