Worthlessly Sweet

Who am I to think anypony would ever like me? Who am I to think I can walk down these cruel hallways without being judged? I am a nopony. Nopony stands up for the helpless in this world. Only very few ponies have kind enough hearts.

My older sister, Rarity trotted into my room. Celestia I HATE when this happens.

She tore my earbuds out of my ears, I wish I didn't have to live with this perfectionist.

All she cares about is herself, which irritates the crap out of me.

" Sweetie Belle you must get outside and exercise!" she said, her sapphire eyes beaming with concern.

I laughed spitefully " Why should I?! " I was startled at the change of tone in my voice.

" You have been in here for almost a week now, at this point you might as well be dead!! "

I wouldn't deny it. Everything she said was true. I shook off the fact she WAS right and used her knowledge against her.

I gave her a depressed unhappy look. " Might as well be dead?!" I exclaimed.

My usually high and squeaky voice was low and scratchy.

" I technically am dead, I have no social life and I'm worthless!" I shouted.

" What about the crusaders?" Rarity asked.

" Obviously they ditched me. "I said with a more mellow tone.

After I received my cutie mark in singing they ditched me.

My quote is "Tomorrow is another day."

The moonlight gleamed through my window. I let my face dig deep into my pillow.

I fought my urge to scream, although it was no use.

Who am I to think I could be useful? Who am I to think that I could fit in?

I don't. But I hope I will.