I want to believe it
When they say that I'm beautiful
And shouldn't be insecure about who I am
But every time I look in the mirror
I'm filled with hatred
And disgust.
Because all I think is that,
I'm ugly
And there's nothing I can do about it.
I want to be who they think I am
The pretty girl,
With the pretty smile,
And the pretty face.
But I hate every inch of my body
And I can't think of myself like
I wish I could.
I want to be the happy girl.
I want to be someone people look up to.
I want to be perfect.