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Beautiful?


 

I dress in clothes I think others will like

I put make up on to impress others

I never hold my head high

Because I know inside I’m not as pretty as other girls

I try to accept a compliment when others give them to me

But I know inside its just a fake compliment

They’ve seen better

They know I’m not pretty

But they don’t want to be mean

Or bring me down

But I know the truth

I’m only beautiful on the inside

But most do not care about that

It’s all about what’s on the outside

And every day I ask myself

Is my hair okay?

My make up is it good?

Do I look pretty?

No, Do I feel pretty?

No, and I realize

Girl you will never be like those other girls

Your special and unique in your own way

Your different then most

You wear your heart on your sleeve to show others

That you care about them even if…

You don’t even know them

And your there to help,

So that is what makes you truly beautiful

Is the way you want to help others

And the way you put people before yourself

Even when you’re completely sad inside

You will still help a friend

And turn their frown upside down

Because you care to much to see them hurt

By: Brittney Gleason

 

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