I cry almost every
day.
I look in the mirror and cry or get
teary eyed at least.
I hate my
body.
I want to be like one of those models in the magazines.
But every time I look in the mirror I see my chubby cheeks,
I see my (muffin top) and my
not so curvy but plump, curves.
I see my huge legs and my
f a t arms.
I want to be able to wear tight clothes [without the
judgments].
I want to be able to wear a b-i-k-i-n-i
and know I look hot.
I want to be able to show my
stomach and know
my fats not hanging
out.
I want to be
beautiful.
We all dress up, we all put on make
up, we all straighten our hair, curl our hair,
we
all dress up to look like some porcelain
dolls.
Who do you see these
days not wearing make up, not trying hard to
[impress people.]
We live in a society
where make up is what makes us
beautiful not our natural looks.
We live in a society
where if you don't try your best to look what we think
is "beautiful" you're ugly.
We live in a society where it's a crime not to try.
But
in reality beauty lies with in the
heart.
[It's
not putting on make up,
it's not buying the
clothes that are in style,]
it's not blending in with everyone
else.
Beauty is [taking off the make up] and wearing sweats and a
t-shirt
and being yourself.
Every ones beautiful,
you just have to
remove
the wall of the material world
we all hide behind
&put a glass
window there so everyone can see that beauty's not just make
up and nice clothes,
beauty's natural looks, beauty's in the
heart.