Blurbs of Thoughts

Why can't that be me?

I see girls every day. Gorgeous girls. Slim girls. Smart girls. They are all beautiful in more ways than one. And they deny their beauty. They can't see what everyone else can. And it's so sad. You look at someone who's not as beautiful. Who has to cover up every flaw they have. Who has to work a lot harder for that body. Who has to bust their ass to get good grades at school. They would die for a compliment like that. Yet no one even bothers giving it to them. Everyone spends their time trying to convince the first girl that she is beautiful. I would die to have someone call me beautiful and really mean it. I would love to have that perfect body, to be able to get the good grades with ease, to be able to compare myself to everyone else. But sometimes life sucks. Not everyone gets those amazing traits. Now think about it. When was the last time someone called you beautiful and you truly believed them. Answer honestly. I can tell you right now. I've never believed it. No matter how many times someone has told me. I will never be able to believe it. You can't believe it unless that's what you think. And I see too many flaws to think that way. I'm sorry for it and I wish I saw it differently, but I don't. I see flaws. I see overweight. I see acne. I see scars. But I don't see beauty. And no matter how many times I "agree" with you. I will never feel that way. That's just me. And me isn't someone I want to be anymore.