The world is always kind to the pretty ones. Oops I wasn't talking about your beautiful heart, I am talking about the mortal mask of our body, " The Face".Growing up in my teens I was an all rounder ,I was a good orator, always held leadership positions, was good at academics, and to enhance my feminine side I was also good at singing with a soft and melodic voice. I was soft spoken, polite , kind, well-liked , great over all personality but no boy ever liked me. I was not deeply hurt about the fact that I couldn't date , I wasn't even looking to date but every girl in the class had at least one person that was attracted to her and this idea pierced my heart with a thousand daggers. I had a tad more weight and wore my frizzy curly black hair in boring plaits and to worsen it I had chocolate brown skin dragging me further away from the set-conventional beauty standards. My bestfriend failed most classes and she always picked fights with people back then yet she had a pretty face and a swarm of boys always followed her . She was the popular one and I was always that one good kid lurking in the shadows.This insecurity of not being pretty enough has impacted my life way more than I thought. Now that I am in college my style has changed, and I look better and try to compensate for my face with everything I possibly could so I can achieve my dreams. At one point I grew some balls and became confident about the way I look. But this certain incident dragged my self-esteem back to Tartarus, deeper than ever, swallowing and engulfing my crushed spirit into the never ending trenches of wallowing and self-pity. Our college had this certain popular student club that every student wishes to make their way into. It didn't align with my course so I never took it but one of my friends got into it. After about a year she called quits and when I asked her she spilled the filthy truth. The pretty girls that the sophomore and senior boys found attractive were always given lucrative positions while the plain janes had to sweep trash after them. No wonder the club achievement section was just filled with 10 shabby looking boys and 2 extremely attractive girls.After such stories and many more incidents I just wonder how life must suck to be ugly !!!