How Do I Look?

I have been asking that question to many of the people around me lately. I don't know why, I figure it's because I'm growing up, and I'm worrying about how I look more and more.. My hair, my face, everything, seems to matter to me a lot more. It feels good to write about it, because I need to reflect myself. I have never thought reflecting is such an important thing to comfort yourself.

Ask my friends. My sister. My mom. Anyone who happens to hang around me most of the time actually.

Then it just hit me, why do I care? I know God told me that everyone is beautiful in His eyes, and I believe that, but what about in other people's eyes? I'm too concerned of what people think of me. I'm worried about how they will see me and what do they think of me. I'm afraid of being labelled 'ugly' or 'glasses' or 'weird looking'.

I'm scared.

I just am.

I just think that whatever they say, it doesn't matter...

No matter how hard I try, I will always be me. I'm a girl, with imperfect hair, and imperfect face, with glasses, and I'm too skinny. But I think that that's a girl. A real girl, is like that. She doesn't go around wearing a tank top and short skirts all the time, a shirt and a pair of jeans look perfectly fine for her.

My face is not the prettiest face around. My hair doesn't cooperate with me everyday. But flaws are fine, perfect is overrated, but imperfection is beautiful.