Beautiful nonetheless

In rythmic movements I move around, I want to be adored, I want to be loved I want to be beautiful, I want to feel comfortable in my own skin. When I smile I pretend it's not mine, When I talk I pretend to sound like someone I'm not, I just want me to be someone who's atleast loved by me? Is that too much to ask for? I dance around foolishly, Seeking for validation, I stare at myself in the mirror, The mirror is shattered just like me, Perhaps I like these broken pieces of me, I dance around a bit more, Those same rythmic movements, Everyday, I shower myself with glitter, Perhaps it would make me more beautiful, It does not. I stare at myself in the mirror, I smile, I finally end the dance, I keep staring at my reflection, With a smile lingering on my lips, Beautiful yet uncomfortable, But beautiful nonetheless.