She ties her hair up infront of a mirror.
She puts her glasses on to see clearer.
She brushes her teeth and her hair.
Maybe one day she can feel beautiful everywhere.
Only certain things she does like, only certain things she doesn't joke of loosing sight.
She isn't perfect.
She is a flaw.
She has accepted this, once and for all.
She will never be beautiful, not even to her, she will never be pretty, not even to Sir.
She knows her place in the world.
To be backstage behind the curtain, where she can not be seen.
To help from the sidelines, for moral support.
All in all her looks are cut short.
Not up to standards, not even in the minimum.
Maybe someday people could see her potential within?
As for now she is under everyone else, something no one realizes her helpfulness until she leaves this earth.
She tries so hard, helping every soul, but all in return she receives the looks of cold.
She got a complement.
Did they lie?
Did they even think or try?
Was it just a shpeel to help her stay? Something that would keep her from going away?
She knows her place in the world.
It is behind the scenes.
Even she is okay with what that means.
She keeps her chin up, everyday, and always finds the means to say "I am proud to be here, and here I will stay."