Why does it matter that my collar bone juts out when i talk or smile or my dimple is a little to deep? Why does it matter that I prefer to eat veggies and fruits over donuts and pizza? Why is it ok for you to ask me if I have an eating disorder because I can no longer digest milk in my body. It's not something I chose. Just because I like to eat smaller meals you don't have to start calculating the amount of calories i eat every meal. You don't need to have hushed conversations behind my back wondering if there is something wrong with me. Why does everyone have to fear so much about me? If there was something wrong with me i would get help. Please don't pretend you're a doctor and calculate everything I do. Please don't watch me eat and then force me to eat more than you ever would. Please don't try to tell my mother and make her worry about something that is nonexistent. Is there no trust left for me for something that I never do. Sometimes I feel as if I am in a room with eyes always watching my every move. I don't understand why people think they know everything about me by just picking features that seem to "speak" to them. Whenever i am in a room why is it ok for you to take me to a corner and question me because I seem to have gotten smaller. I haven't done anything. I never have. There is no need to speculate or wonder. I am still the same girl. Why does what i look like change how you see me. I don't understand.  Oh I look tired to you? Well I was up last night doing my homework. Oh I don't have the same glow in my face? Well I didn't know it was possible for a person to glow like a vampire in twilight and even if people did I feel exactly the same so I don't really know what happened there. Maybe because my oblivious innocence is gone and there are always pictures replaying in my mind about ebola and hungry children and terrorism in places so far away. I don't think I will ever understand the people around me. It just confuses me that everyone around me thinks they know exactly who I am and point out everything that they find wrong in me. Why is everything blown out of proportion. It is so unnecessary. Why waste your time worrying about something that will never effect you and doesn't exist. Is this what I'll have to deal with for the rest of my life because I don't think I am ready for it. I don't think I will ever get used to it. I don't think I ever want to get used to it.