Author Unknown

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're dating, 
 Who you used to date,
 How many people you've dated,
 Or if you haven't been with anyone at all.

It isn't about who you have kissed,
It's not about sex.
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 your are,
Or how smart standardized tests say you are.
It's not about what clubs you're in
Or how good you are at "your" sport.
It's not about reprsenting your whole being 
On a piece of paper and seeing who  
 Will "accept the written you."


 But, life is about who you love and who you hurt.
 It's about who you make happy or unhappy purposefully.
 It's about keeping or betraying trust.
 It's about friendshp, used as a sanctity or a weapon.
 It's about what you say and mean,
 Maybe hurtful, maybe heartening.
 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.