I want to be strong. I want to be heroic. And I want to be beautiful.
I'm strong in the sense that I can lift things, or some things at least. But I'm not strong emotionally, I fall apart if even one little piece chips away.
I am simply not heroic. Maybe that will change, because maybe after sixteen more years have passed, and I've gained a little bit more experience being human, I'll have done something that I can call heroic.
I want to be beautiful. I don't feel ugly, I just feel average. My skin breaks out, and my body shape is pretty normal. It's only when I style my hair and paint my face like a beautiful picture that I really feel beautiful.
I want to be just a better version of the person I am today.