Beauty

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by Tauruss-Chan

by Tauruss-Chan

When i was 12, I didn't see myself as beautiful

I would look in the mirror and see all these things i want to change

I see my freckles and wish my skin was clear

I see my eyes and wish they were a different shade of their natural blue

I see my waist and wish it was smaller

I view my chest and wish it was larger

I view my thigh and don't see a gap,so i carve one with my own hands

I carve my stomach and make myself skinny

I wish that i could push the fat from my stomach into my breasts

because then maybe, just maybe i would be desired.

Would he want me if my chest was bigger?

or if my stomach was smaller?

What if i was shorter? or nicer? or sweeter?

I wonder if i had hair that i could make fall daintily over my breasts

would he want me? maybe in bed?

When i was thirteen i looked in the mirror

I looked at myself, and saw all my fears.

I was afraid to die alone, and to be growing old

I looked in the mirror and saw a girl who looked at herself and saw no worth

she looked at herself and saw all the pain that she has been through.

I am now 15 and see all the same things, No matter the help i receive.

I hurt and cry and scream, but i finally see the beauty withing me.

I see the people who love me,and care.

I no longer just see my hair and weight and figure

i see me in all i am

and

BEAUTIFUL