Sunday 30 September 2012

A confession.

My body isn’t perfect. I don’t walk with confidence. I get into fights with my parents and friends. Some nights I’d rather be by myself than out partying. I cry over the smallest things sometimes. There are days that I get through with forced smiles and faked laughs. Sometimes I try to convince myself that things are okay when they’re not. I find myself as ugly. I don’t look as good in real life as I do in pictures. There are some nights that I cry myself to sleep. I constantly think that I’m not good enough. I’m imperfect.

This is a confession. I always have this problem about myself since I can remember. I feel that my eyes are too small, my nose are too big. My head are big and my lips are thin. My face isn't clean like most of my friends. I got long arm and legs but I'm short, I'm skinny till everyone thinks I have a eating disorder.

When ever I look myself in the mirror, I get very angry and sad. I tend to ask myself question, "Why can't my nose be small?" "Why can't I be taller?" "Why can't my bust get bigger and my butt get bigger?"

It makes me cry when ever I think about it. It's very unfair. Many have told me that I'm beautiful, but I just don't believe it. I'm very insecure of my looks. I tend to be a bitch to hide my own fear. When ever someone comment me on my looks (example: Aly, you're so flat like a boy.) I tend to make a joke out of it and laugh at it. But deep inside, I'm hurt. I have been doing it for years, I just wish the day would come when I would walk with full confident.

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