The not so pretty truth

You said I’m beautiful

I don’t believe you

Your words make me want to shave my head and cut my face… Prove I am ugly

I want you to stop lying

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You say I’m pretty but I don’t see it

The “sparkling eyes” are uneven and if you look close you can see my crazy soul in them

The “pretty hair” is wild and unkept and if you touched it you would realize how dry and lifeless it is

The “sweet smile” covers an overbite and when I really smile you can see my tongue through my teeth

Double chin, whiskers, over sized pores, and an ugly red dot… Is all I see

An ugly child with a bad hair cut

A fat teenager crying about being told she is disgusting

A young woman being passed over for the pretty ones

A middle aged witch with no hope of being loved

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Why are people so cruel?

Why do words spoken 30 years ago, still echo the loudest?

Why can’t I see what you see?

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Sparkling eyes dancing with mischief… Pretty hair flowing freely, that others wish they had… Sweet smile that welcomes you in… Sexy… Beautiful… Pretty…

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One day I wish I could see through your eyes

One day I might believe you

One day when I say thank you I will mean it