People thought that I drink, smoke, party til the sun shines, had plenty of boyfriends but they don't know that i don't really drink though i experienced it thrice just to know what's the taste of that addictive drink, i don't smoke, i didn't experienced clubbing though i want to, i don't even have a night life and i never had a boyfriend since birth, yes surprising but true. They have these impressions of me because of my happy-go-lucky attitude; i laugh out loud, i sing my heart out, i speak what's on my mind, i play, i TALK a lot.My friends also thought that I'm feeling good with myself, I'm tough and miss-no-problem kind of girl for they didn't know that i don't have a self confidence and i have lots of problems, well who doesn't? Its true, i don't have a self confidence, i don't even trust myself, i have tons of insecurities. You see me laughin', smilin' and having fun, true that because laughing, smiling and being tough are the ways to cover up my insecurities and weaknesses. I'm not fuss-free kind of kid, i just know how to deal with my feelings and act like there's nothing wrong at all cause im good at pretending but im not fake.
Growing up with pretty faces surrounding you isnt always good because people will compare you to them. Its so hard being with them because people, even my friends will give you a ha?-they-are-your -siblings?-for-real look and it made me feel so bad, i even ask myself "am i that ugly?". My siblings are pretty and handsome, they have the looks, the talents and the brains. While me? Oh im brown, i have the worst hair, i dont know how to sing and i suck at dancing, and im just an average student.Even my works; composed songs, stories, poems and love of photography has to be keep because i dont have any confident to show it, im not sure if people will appreciate my work, im not even sure if my works are good.Iam not insecure with anybody else. Iam not secure with myself. I lack confidence. The only person who gives a sincere compliment about me is myself haha ;)).

TO BE BEAUTIFUL, BE CONFIDENT.
Forcing myself to be pretty is like forcing myself to love something i hate. Being pretty isnt having a beautiful face and expensive dress but being pretty is having a confidence and sincere smile.
We need to be confident and even if you dont have confidence you need to at least fake it. To at least look like you are confident. What's the purpose of your pretty face if you're shy? What's the use of your expensive dress and beautiful make up if you're just on the side, hiding? What's the use of your cute wedges if you're just sitting? Right? No matter how cheap your dress is, you will look beautiful if you have confidence.
TO BE BEAUTIFUL, YOU'VE GOT TO BE BE-YOU-TIFUL
Being insecure is not easy, it can make you feel very low and it can even lead you to hell because you dislike yourself. Living with full of insecurities cant make you happy. Iam not happy with my life due to my insecurities thats why I want to change because all i want is to be HAPPY, i want to live happily. One night i asked myself on how i can make myself happy then i realized that I need to stop being unhappy with myself because iam beautiful just the way iam. I need to stop wishing to looked like someone or hoping people will like me as much as i like them. i need to stop trying to get attention from those who hurt me.I need to stop hating my body, my face, my hair, my personality, my quirks. Instead of hating them, i need to love and embrace them.And i've realized that without those things, i would'nt be me, i would'nt be unique as iam. Why i need to be someone else? I need to be confident with who and iam.
I need to wear my sincere and sweetest SMILE because it'll draw people in. If anyone hates me because iam happy with myself then i'll stick my middle finger in the air and say screw it. My happiness will not depend on others anymore. Iam happy because I love who iam. I love my flaws. I love my imperfections. They make me, me and ME is pretty amazing.
Every single person on the planet has a story. Don’t judge people before you truly know them. The truth may surprise you.
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