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Imperfection
I want to be someone else, to look in the mirror and see something that I like but that will never happen. Everyone in my eyes look beautiful but when I see myself all I see is imperfections, mistakes. What is there to like about myself? I'm to shy, quiet and never say the right thing. No one ever notice me until I do something extreme, like try to change the imperfections in my life. I work ten time harder to be someone I'd be proud of. I'm not nearly as smart as half the people I surround myself with. I can't draw beautiful landscapes. I don't have a voice of an angel or even the dance skills. I used to be able to play tennis, basketball, volley ball I used to even be able to dance and since but now nothing. Not only did I try to reach perfection and failed but I've destroyed everything I held dear. I've become a hypocrite, telling people they are perfect the way they are that beauty comes from within but then when it comes to myself it's the complete opposite there is no beauty inside or out. My friends tell me otherwise but they don't see what I see. the mistake of a seventeen year old the girl who wasn't good enough for her step father, the girl to never measured up to anyone I'm the girl who was told that I deserved what happened the girl whose ex told that I don't deserve to live, the girl he blames for everything bad that has happened to him, the girl he could hit and shoot down when he was upset at the world. I'm the girl who wasn't good enough to get the attention until the day it was over. I could never be perfect enough for my past. How could I ever think that I can be perfect enough for my future. I can't... I'll never be perfect in mine or their eyes I'll always be number two to them and never number one on their list. IMPERFECTION! It's the very definition of myself.
