just looking in the mirror
and then say, hey beautiful.
but then i got my cellphone
and saw your pictures
and next seconds, i hate myself
for not being like you.
how does it feel to be pretty?
how does it feel to be rich?
how does it feel to be fashionable?
how does it feel to have a beautiful body?
how does it feel to have a pointed nose?
how does it feel to have a good face shape?
how does it feel to have a healthy hair?
how does it feel to have a clear skin?
how does it feel to be tall?
how does it feel to have an hour glass body?
how does it feel to have a smooth skin?
how does it feel to be living in my dream?
how does it feel to be you?
how?
cause I don't know how.
gosh, these feelings are killing me.
giving me the thoughts of not being enough.
i wish i could be like those other girls.
how does it feel to have a sweet voice?
how does it feel to be a good dancer?
how does it feel to be a talented artist?
cause I don't know how.
I don't want to be me.
you're all i wanna be.
