What it's like to not fit in & overthink everything

A poem abut how I truly feel.

Oh, how I wish I could be the popular girls & have an amazing boyfriend.
I wish I wasn't laughed at or excluded.
I always hate being told I can do better; I know I can but why can't I be accepted as I am.
Why am I never pretty enough for anyone?
I hate my height,
I hate my face,
I hate my freckles,
I put on a confident persona to hide how much I hate myself.
Being a teenager sucks, I hate being compared to others especially by adults.
Why am I never good enough when I am being myself?
Why couldn't I have been smart enough to be like the 14-year-olds that graduate high school?
Why can't I be pretty like the models?
Why was I never good enough to be in gifted & talented?
I'm not good at anything,
everything I touch breaks or turns out horrible.
Why Can't I be happy or good enough?
I've come to realize it's because I am an outcast.
I was never meant to be pretty and attract a partner.
I will never be smart enough to be gifted or talented.
All I'm good for is being lonely & Isolated.