I was dark but people used to say I have very sharp features and that I qas pretty. It's not that I'm not pretty now but I have lost the spark.The spark of enjoying life as a himan being .I don't think I'm alive anymore.All seems to be a dream .Day and nights coming one after another.With no plans ,no ideas ,not even a desire to live.I have changed a lot.I was not like this before but life had made me this. It's not like I had been through harsh situations but they were harsh enough for me.How can anyone reject soneone after such a long time and don't even bother to look back at what he has broken. Not even a single glance.Am I this much worthless,yeah I think so.