I don't know about you, but everytime I wake up, and I look at myself in the mirror, I see a young beautiful girl ready to face the world.
Then when I enter the world, the world tells me that I'm not beautiful and I'm not ready to face it. It tells me to turn away from it because I'm not good enough for it or the people in it.
I survive through it though because I believe that I'm a young beautiful girl and nothing can tear me down.
Everyday I prove that wrong, but everyday I still wake up and go into the world happy, and ready to face the world hoping it will accept me and what I would have for it.
I wake up for 5 days a week, Monday, Tuesday Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, ready to face the world. I look in my mirror and I tell myself that I'm a beautiful strong girl.
I go out into school bubbly and repeating the same words in my head. No matter how nice I am, and no matter how much I help people, I am still ugly in their eyes.
"She's Ugly"
"What is she wearing?"
"Ew, why is she next to me"
"...Can't she see herself in a mirror?"
But hey, I'm still here, and I'm still alive.
