I'm skinny, But I strive to be skinnier.
I'm pretty, But I need to be prettier.
I'm not a good dancer, but I put forth my effort into dance when I'm stressed or need a getaway.
I cut, but I don't have a bad life, in fact my life couldn't be more then average.
I have to live up to my friends expectations.
I can't have someone not like me, because then I think there's something wrong with me.
I capture all the hate put towards me, but I let the compliments pass through.
My mind is an enigma.