What Hannah Wrote

This is a little project of mine I've been a'perimenting with, oh, in the past 2 hours and 24 minutes: What Hannah Wrote. 
I would love to hear criticism, if anyone out there is reading this. If not . . . well, I'll just have to deal with it.

What Hannah Wrote

  Every time there is a silence, she hears what they are saying. They look at her and she knows. The world screams at her. Be smarter. Try harder. Be skinnier. Smile brighter. Be funnier. Be nicer.  Be better - because what you are now is not. Good. Enough. And Hannah knows she's not supposed to believe them. But every time she looks in the mirror, she wonders how she ever saw anything in the first place.

   And even now, Hannah notices how she is not. The way her friends ignore her at the lunch table, or won't laugh with her anymore. Her best friends - she sits there and realizes she doesn't know them. And if she doesn't know them, what does that say about herself? And she looks at her parents - who only find her faults. Whatever she does never feels like enough. She wants to try harder, to be the daughter they think she is and not who she truly is. And she looks at her teachers - who say she does not try and she begins to understand how the world sees her. 

   And it kills her a little bit inside.

   And Hannah can't say these words to people, because she knows how they sound. What they mean. Hannah cannot and will not let herself be that girl. 

   So, instead, Hannah presses her pen to paper and lets the words spill out onto the page.

   And for a few moments in her life, Hannah speaks.