I was upset And deep inside somewhere I was broken. He made me realize that I was not beautiful Yet was not deserving enough To be owed by him, or anyone else. I tried to kill myself, Not once or twice, but several times. I slit my wrist Because I was thinking the way I should not. And one day, While wandering on streets, I saw few people, One of them had a cut on her face, Still she was smiling. After some hours or so.. I saw one another person, He could not walk properly, But he looked happy. I gained confidence once again, Smiled and told myself "I am beautiful", And now no one ever can make me feel otherwise.

You need to love yourself. Love yourself so much that your energy and aura rejects everyone who doesn't love you.