your the reason

"your beautful" "your amazing" "you could be a model" people say. do i believe them? no. because you made me feel ugly. i tell myself i am beautiful but five seconds later im telling myself its a lie. no one knows me. i know no one. and its your fault. the scars cannot be healed. i cannot let go. too much pain, and when i think its gone, i realize its not... because of you.