I was just a test.
I was just a test.
I was just a test.

But I failed.

I hate being compared to someone else. Maybe I'm not as pretty, not as smart, but I don't know.. pretty is an opinion type of thing. I'm different. I'm not the same. I'll never be the same. And all I want is to be the same... Ugh. How can I be myself when I have no idea who I am?