Wow. This is just heartbreaking. You really expose how the most beautiful people can be the least confident in their beauty. This is a very powerful poem.
Am I pretty?
Well, I always answer no.
For it seems others look better than me
Everywhere I go.
I stand in front of my mirror.
Look at my awful smile,
My crooked teeth, my huge thighs
Yet all the while,
They complement my hair.
They complement my ey…