I'd always known I wasn't the most beautiful person in the world. Even when people tell me I am, I have the impression I am not. I see individuals I know come and go from relationships, and then there's just me. I'm 15 years old, almost 16, and I've never been in a relationship. Who knows, maybe I'm not good enough for them. I just want to be loved like everyone else. I only wish I looked like the other people, with the beautiful hair, perfect face, and perfect figure. What's the point if you only have a decent personality? Most people these days only go for looks, and I don't look pretty at all.Why can't I simply be like them, what's so wrong with me, I overthink everything like a cry baby, I care way too much what others analyse. I wish I was set free; you have no idea how badly I want to be you.You make things look so simple, and I'm just so alone in this world; every day I look in the mirror and think how disgusting I am. I go to the scales, expecting to lose weight, but all it appears to do is increase my weight. I attempt to starve myself so I can feel better about myself, but I don't want to worry my parents, so I keep eating even though I'm crying on the inside.I wonder if somebody will ever adore me even if it's a lost cause. I believe I will always be the unappreciated friend, and I must accept this one day.