From the start I was a kid, they say I am stupid, ugly & all bad attitudes are in me. Sometimes I'd ask myself why am I alive. After that I believe to all negative thoughts because its more ok than positive thoughts.
Til' one day my mother, friends and siblings told me all the things that could hurt me. Untalented, not pretty, not smart, and others. I ask myself again why am I born like this? I've been hurt til' no one respects me. And sometimes I've been telling to myself your pretty. I Stood up that day and giving back the pain but never worked out until.
