Insecure child inside, exterior seemed perfect to all others. She was beautiful, a child of God like any-one else but she could never see the beauty in herself. Lines ran up her arms. Most thick healed over flesh. She seemed confident, but she was like a funnel - so empty inside. She wanted to die, she was ready to. The days she spent waking up wishing she her life would just be taken. The endless nights of everlasting rivers flowed down her face. She felt abandoned. Things weren’t even bad in her life, but she was deteriorating day by day. She wanted to die. She knew that no-one would care, what difference would it make? But it took one guy, to tell her she was cared for. That he cared to remind herself that she’s worth something. That she means something. One person makes a difference. One person can warm a heart turned cold. 

You are cared about! Cheer up kid. :)