I hate my eyes because it can not see clearly
Even the eye shadow does not fit perfectly
I hate my lips, they are not thin
What’s worse is that I have double chin
I hate my height, I feel very small
I have to wear heels to be a little tall
I don’t like my skin, for me its dark
I want to be whiter, like Sandara Park.
When I look in the mirror, I will cry coz I’m ugly
It’s not easy to have someone who will love me so dearly
“Why am I not beautiful?” oftentimes I question Him
And one day, He answered me in my lucid dreams:
“My princess, my child, please don’t be so harsh
Why can’t you see that you have beautiful eyes?
I have perfectly shaped them like a brownish almond
And don’t you know that it’s more precious than diamond?
Please stop crying, avoid self pity
You don’t need eyeshadow to make you feel pretty.
Don’t hate your lips, they will spread my words
They are far more expensive than silver or gold.
You may not be tall, but what is so wrong with that
Height will reach nothing if you have a small heart
White or black, don’t ever fret or weep,
Always remember that beauty should not be skin deep
Now face the mirror, and put on a sweet smile
Dress up with compassion and walk with love for a thousand miles
I have prepared your man – he is waiting for your hand
Both of you will be blessed, with a beautiful love that will never end.”