Life isn’t about keeping score.
It’s not about how many friends you have
or how accepted you are.
Not about if you have plans this weekend
or if you’re alone.
It isn’t about who you have kissed.
It isn’t about who your family is
or how much money they have
or what kind of car you drive
or where you are sent to school.
It’s not about how beautiful or ugly you are
or what clothes you wear, what shoes you have on,
or what kind of music you listen to.
It’s not about if your hair is blonde, red, black, or brown,
or if your skin is too light or too dark.
Not about what grades you get how smart you are,
how smart everybody else thinks you are,
or how smart standardized tests say you are.
Life just isn’t.
Life is about who you love and who you hurt.
It’s about who you make happy or unhappy purposely.
It’s about keeping or betraying trust.
It’s about friendship, used as a sanctity or as a weapon.
It’s about what you say and mean, maybe hurtful, maybe heartening.
It’s about starting rumors and contributing to petty gossip.
It’s about what judgments you pass and why,
and who your judgments are spread to.
It’s about who you’ve ignored with full control and intention.
It’s about jealousy, fear, ignorance, and revenge.
It’s about carrying inner hate and love,
letting it grow and spreading it.
But most of all, it’s about using your life to touch
or poison other people’s hearts in such a way
that could have never occurred alone.
Only you choose the way those hearts are affected,
and those choices are what life’s all about.