I wish I was beautiful
I wish I could look into a mirror
And not feel so shameful
For not being prettier
I wish I had manageable hair
A little straighter, a little less frizzy
And maybe if I was fairer
More people would actually look at me
Oh, I wish I had clearer skin
Or smoother, plumper lips
And sometimes I wish I was thin
Or had more shapely hips
But honestly, most of all
I wish I'd just accept me
For all this pain, life's too small
We're born to live, not to be pretty
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For a long time, I've been extremely insecure about my appearance. There was a time when it was so bad that I didn't want to look at myself in the mirror as it often ended up in me breaking down simply because I felt I was the ugliest person I knew. Now, there were many other factors in the way I felt about myself, as I am also rather insecure about my grades, and I never feel good enough, because I have a habit of comparing myself to others.
But, in recent months, I've learnt more about insecurities in general and about other people's insecurities. I'm learning to accept what I have and work to improve myself in places I can. Honestly, life is just too short to spend worrying on superficial things like beauty. There are just too many awesome things in this world I have yet to experience, and I don't think we should waste what little time we do have.
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With love,
Loonazure

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