i dont feel pretty
i wake up and i look in the mirror
i see the many blemishes that cover my face and my hair tangled and discolored
i tear through my hair with a brush and i try my best to cover the many pimples that weigh my face down
i say "this will do" and i ignore the dark circles under my eyes from staying up late worrying about how i will look the next day
i ignore the slouch i have when i walk to keep peoples eyes off of me
my friends say "youre pretty"
but i dont feel pretty
i tell myself "one day you will be beautiful and tears wont stain your cheeks at 2 am"
years pass
i cut my hair
my skin clears
and finally when people tell me im pretty i believe them
but late at night it doesn't matter anymore because those tears return
im still not happy
the cycle repeats
over and over and over again
the person i want to be is so far from reach
there is so much i want to be
pretty
kind
talented
bold
and these things happen
but i still dont feel like enough
then i tell myself "one day you will be enough and those tears wont dare leave your eyes for you are beautiful
kind
talented
bold
and so much more
you will be happy"
