There's this girl that I know of,with shoulder-length hair,
big brown eyes,she barely has spots on her face,flawless.
She's skinny and has all the right curves.
She could fit into anything her heart desires.
From shirts to skirts,dresses to shorts and tights and skinny jeans.
She's rich,she travels and can afford all those gorgeous clothes.
The ones you find in Topshop,Forever 21 and other designer stores.
She's that girl that everybody wants to be friends with.
She has almost everything. She's blessed.
but,every time I look at her, I can't help but feel horrible about myself. I feel disgusted with myself.
it's like there's a voice inside my head that's repeatedly saying,
"she's so pretty,so perfect.
and what about you?
oh that's right,
(Other than that issue,I'm doing quite alright)