i walk past a group of girls they all look gorgeous hair perfect flat stomachs bright smiles and then i look at myself hair messy stomach anything but flat tries most of time not to smile because i hate the way i look i run home crash through the door sprint upstairs and go to the bathroom the weighing scales just sitting there and i stand on them and i feel myself losing myself because now i have things to worry about i cant be too skinny cant be too fat cant be too tall cant be too short cant be too loud cant be too quiet and i feel my eyes begin to well up i pull my phone out and open social media and the first thing i see a girl in a bikini perfect hourglass body perfect hair perfect teeth perfect everything and i feel myself losing myself i hear a knock at the door and its a guy i open it and fix my hair but he just walks pat me not noticing me he just goes straight upstairs to my brother because who would notice a mistake like me when theres perfect girls out there? and i feel myself losing myself as i walk to my friends i knock on the door and she opens it shes stunning and i say "i want you to make me pretty" and i feel myself losing myself as i sit down and she ㅤstarts brushing my hair but i dont care because who needs a happy life when youre pretty?
