There are days when I feel good about myself. Days when I am confident and almost delude myself to believing I am worthy to be called beautiful. These are happy days.
There are days though that I get to the opposite end of the feel good pole. Days when I feel conscious and unpretty. Fortunately, I would not call myself ugly during these days, but mediocrity is not enough for me to be pleased with myself. These are, though not sad, what I would describe as low days.
Today I am having a low day. I don't like how I look.
And it's really getting me.
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