What makes me feel beautiful is makeup and hair dye. I love to paint my lips a bright pink, but I get upset When that is all anyone sees. I work on my physical appearance so much, pasting my hair down perfectly, making sure my eyeliner is symmetrical. I get angry when no one sees what my personality can be but truthfully, I don't work on that half as much as I work on my outward appearance. Maybe my insides aren't beautiful enough to compliment. Maybe my hair is the best thing about me. Maybe I'm not worth what I think I am. Unless you count my "beauty."