So, Ugly.

You're so ugly you affect my mood,
You're unattractive, unappealing, cold, dull, demeanour could never light up a room only fill it with gloom.

And why would anyone care how you feel?
When all that seems to bother you is making me uncomfortable, these layers are because of you and so are these chills.

But I guess you're just a product of your mother's nature and whether or not mother nature is considered hot, a cold wet gloomy morning is just not.