Have you ever laid on your bed and just cried?  

Cry because you’re ugly, because you’re not good enough. You counted all your flaws from head to toe to punished and feel worse about yourself, cried because the comments people blurt out, actually hurt your feelings. Cried because your family is dysfunctional, but you’re just a kid who can’t do shit about it, they tell you to stop complaining, that you have it much better that the kids in Africa, you don’t want to be a burden, so you bottle it all up. Around people, you’re the happiest ray of sunshine, but nobody knows that at night you’re alone; you break down and just cry.