Why am I ugly

Why am I ugly

i am criticized I am judged they laugh and joke bringing killing another living soul out there everyday 

Why am I ugly

There are an tsunami of emotions hovering over me am I frustrated am I delerious do I care or don't I
Why am I ugly
I look in my bathroom mirror yes these are the scars and the cuts and bruises I recieved cause these show the hurt feelings I recieved because of lack of respect because I'm different I act like I'm ignoring them knowing there words come at me like an wall of bricks trying to bury me alive
why am I ugly
I am loved I am beautiful I am me I am not her
why am I ugly
I don't need an boy to tell me I'm pretty I can already see that because guess what it's not like he's gonna be your future husband waking up beside you telling I love you every morning because guess what maybe he just doesn't
Again I ask why am I ugly