Ugly is looking in the mirror and hating what you see.
Ugly is feeling like people judge you on your looks
Ugly is never seeing your inner
beauty.
Ugly is BELIEVING you are ugly
(Sometimes it takes something big, something so dark it
swallows you whole.
A dark night. A lost hope. A world without beauty, that
is what I saw.)
Ugly is letting people who don’t really matter getting you
down.
Ugly is believing every unkind thing said to you.
Ugly is when you feel less then other people because of what
you look like.
Ugly is living in hell.
(A bathtub, water, end, so full of pain. I forgot to look
for the beauty in light)
I used to be ugly. Never seeing the beauty inside. I didn’t
believe anyone when they said I was pretty, or smart, or had potential. I never
thought I was talented or really going anywhere.
(The water, it’s hot, so hot.
I go under.)
Ugly is wondering why your friends hang out with you.
Ugly is giving up.
Ugly is refusing to go outside because you have a zit
the size of Jupiter on your face.
Ugly is feeling so fat you stop eating.
Ugly is when no one can get through.
(I tell my best friend the words. They don’t want to come
out of my mouth)
I felt so ugly I hated myself. So ugly I felt unloved. All
because I don’t have perfect hair, perfect teeth, flawless
skin, but I have myself and friends who showed me I am beautiful on the
inside where it matters.
(He stopped me, my best friend. I felt so dark, so alone,
so unloved and then there he was.)
Ugly is being so far gone you wish it would end, and trying to
make it end.
Ugly is not believing you are loved.
Ugly is what I used to be.
But then I realized I do have potential. My heart is in the
right place. And real people don't care about how you look on the
outside.
And I realized I have people who love me just the way I am.
For the first time in my life I felt something.
(I look in the mirror, really look. For the first time I see beyond the dirty
glasses, the acne covered skin I look in the mirror. I see past my face. I see
the inside I see what beauty really is.)
I felt beautiful, maybe not on the outside, but on the
inside where it counts.
I felt like I know who I am, I know what I want, and I know
what I have to give and people
who love me, and I have so much to give.
Beauty is loving yourself 100%, including all your flaws.
And in the end, when you love yourself, that makes you
beautiful.
By loving myself I realized I am beautiful.
(I see past my face. I see the inside. I see what beauty
really is.
The morning light brings a new day.)
~ hanley murray, 14, (westminster, vt)