Ever feel like you're not one of the pretty ones in the room?

I never feel like one of the prettiest ones of the room. One of the ugly ones. Always picked last for groups... Always made fun of... And what have i done? Ive stayed quiet about my world. They dont know the darkness of my world. They dont know that ive been beaten and left in the cold. They dont know that im a foster kid because my parents were more into drugs than taking care of their kid. Sorry for ranting...