Looking my self at the mirror, all I can see is imperfections. My face isn’t that smooth; its actually oily and has a lot of pimples and whiteheads, my hair not straight neither curly but both because it has undergone so much to become perfect but turn out to be worst and dry. My body as a whole mmmm fats all over? No one seems to like the way I am.. Even my attitude needs reconstruction. I dream of having a fairy or a genie to grant my wish.
I want to loose weight, to make my hair long and straight just like the way I see in advertisements of shampoo and conditioners they seem so have the best hair anyone would wish for and the beauty that a man would wish to marry.
Criticizing my self makes me feel worst. I want to be the best. One day .. but it seems impossible
But why am I not losing hope?
All I know many my not accept me.. but I know my Father did. And He has a plan in my life just as he promise.. because he love me.more than anyone did
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