This is what i feel.

have you ever just laid in your bed and cried? and cried because you think you’re ugly, because you’re not good enough for anyone. you counted all your flaws from head to toe, to make you feel worse about yourself. cried because of all the comments people burst out, actually hurts ? cried because your family is dysfunctional and never understands you. but you’re just a kid and you can't change anything. they tell you to stop complaining, that you have it so much better than the kids in Africa, even though they don't understand your life either ? you don't want to feel like an attention seeker, so you bottle everything up. around friends and family you create the lying smile and people believe it. but alone in bed, the girl who everyone thought was always so happy, is crying her broken heart out.