I Am Ugly

I am alone.
Pain has consumed my mind.
day after day i feel as if my life has fell into an abyss.
i feel that the one i love has betrayed me and to my surprised they have.
if someone were to love me.
i would feel warm.
i would feel amazing.
i would feel good.
my lips had longed to taste that certain taste.
my body has longed to feel that certain presence.
i am a failure to love.
i am not satisfied with my appearance.
and when people say looks are not everything.
that's a lie.

people in this world are asinine.
if your too ugly you cannot get a partner unless your pretty or beautiful enough.
your too fat.
your too annoying.
you have a problem.
you are not cool enough.

should i attempt suicide?
should i attempt loneliness?
or should i keep trying to look for that partner.
that one with the pretty face.
that one with the beautiful eyes that capture your soul.
that one that you are afraid to talk to because you don't know what to say around them and if you say something you make a fool of yourself?

their are two kinds of people in this world.
the ugly.
and the beautiful.

and that group of ugliness.
i lay within it.
gripping tightly holding on until i cannot.

it is pain i feel everyday of my life.
i cannot fit in.
cannot be liked.
cannot be loved.
cannot be accepted.
cannot be here.

oh world.
why do things always come to the worst for people like me.
is it who i am?
maybe they are the ugly ones and we are the pretty.
maybe we shouldn't be here within this world.
would it be easier to end my misery then to preserve it.

i am alone.
helpless.
sad.
unloved.

I am ugly