Confidence Part 2

Confidence...it is something I no longer have. Obviously I never will. Nobody could possibly understand. Furious with my mom, furious with myself. I hate the way I am, the way I look. Deep down, I know I am beautiful as personality goes, but in my opinion I lack outer beauty. Even though some people try and tell me different, too many others have agreed with me. Never have I been able to look in a mirror without feeling disgusted. Crying is something I do often. Everyday I pray that someone will want me, in spite of who I am, and everyday I am sadly disappointed.