Dear world,
Are you always so unfair?
Why is it that when I look at other people I see their beauty
but every time I look in the mirror all I see are flaws?
Why can't I be pretty like everyone else?
Why can't I have a body like the girls in magazines?
Why am I too scared to go outside and face reality?
Why am I not liked?
Why do I have to be me, so plain.
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Dear World
Short StoryA short story of my life Some days are harder than others, Some times you feel like giving up. People say it's going to be okay but deep down, you know it's not.
