I am beautiful. Not because I have perfect make-up, because I don’t (I don’t even know how to apply make-up) and not because I have the cutest, most fashionable clothes, because I don’t. It’s not because I’m super skinny or have clear skin, because I’m don’t. Not because my hair is never out of place because it always is (I love it anyway). These aren’t the things that make people beautiful.
I’m beautiful because I’ve tried my best. I’m beautiful because I try to help others. I’m beautiful because I smile. I’m beautiful because it’s hard, and I do it anyway. I’m beautiful for times I haven’t received recognition, and I’m beautiful for every time I proved I deserved it anyway.
I’m beautiful because I try my hardest to make others beautiful as well.
Even if sometimes I fail.