she said i'm pretty

she told me i'm pretty
i didn't believe her
she told me i'm fine
i try to believe
but it's so hard
why do i have to think so lowly of myself?
why do i have to feel guilty at everything i do?
why do i have to feel that i'm never good enough?
why won't this ugly feeling leave me alone?
why? why?

she told me i'm pretty
she kept spouting praises
i didn't know what to tell her
so, i just laughed
i try to convince myself
that i'm not that bad
but the reality hurts me
and i don't know what to do next.