I always wondered if I was beautiful.
I wondered if my hair was silky smooth ,
And if my skin was as soft as can be.
I always wonder if my lips are the perfect shade of pink ,
Or if my smile is good enough to be seen.
I always hoped my body was perfect ,
My shape as thin as can be.
Or my hips as round like they should be .
I wonder if I will be as pretty as those other girls.
With skin like and angel and a perfect hourglass figure .
I wonder if I am seen as beautiful or ugly .
Or if I am worth even a glimpse .
Maybe just maybe I am turning heads.
But I just wonder if I will ever be beautiful.
I hope I am worth a thousand words ,
Or maybe even a few.
I wondered if my hair was silky smooth ,
And if my skin was as soft as can be.
I always wonder if my lips are the perfect shade of pink ,
Or if my smile is good enough to be seen.
I always hoped my body was perfect ,
My shape as thin as can be.
Or my hips as round like they should be .
I wonder if I will be as pretty as those other girls.
With skin like and angel and a perfect hourglass figure .
I wonder if I am seen as beautiful or ugly .
Or if I am worth even a glimpse .
Maybe just maybe I am turning heads.
But I just wonder if I will ever be beautiful.
I hope I am worth a thousand words ,
Or maybe even a few.