I stare on the mirror in dismay wondering, why am I so ugly? Why do I have to go through all this pain and suffering?
I've thought of myself as ugly, because I am, physically. I'm less attractive than my friends and other people I encounter. My confidence seems to be forced and fake and most of the time, its gone. Life is not easy for people like me. I feel miserable. In my mind, I'm screaming, "why"?