Gorgeous Gorgeous Girl

Growing up people used to always say, "your gonna have to keep her

locked up when she's older". First off, that sounds sexist and like something a pedophile would say. Second, why would I hide the world of my beauty. All my life I have been told I should be a model, that I'm so beautiful, so charismatic, so kind, so smart. But to me, I am none of those things. People can compliment you and tell you all you want to hear, but at the end of the day you won't believe it. It's hard not seeing what everyone else sees in you, especially when they see good things. I hate waking up in the morning and looking in the mirror and not seeing the same person everyone else does, why can't I see that. Yes, I am pretty. Yes, I know I'm pretty. No, I do not feel pretty. Why can't I see what others see in me, is it because they are just being nice and don't actually mean those things at all? I keep myself up at night wondering why. Why can I not be confident and strong with my opinion of myself. Why am I so easy to encourage others when I am the first to tear myself down? Why does beauty even hold so much meaning in my head/ Why is my unhappiness partly because of the way I look. Maybe it's because I have seen myself everyday, if I saw myself for the first time again would I feel any different? After all, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder".