But...
Why do you love her and not me?
Why do you sit with her and not me?
What is so much better about her?
I know she is prettier
I know she is more outgoing
I know that she is better than me in every aspect
But...
I don't know what to do anymore
I love you not them
I want to sit with you not them
You are so much better than them
I wish that you could love me and not her
But...
Life is not what we always want it to be
So instead I will sit here
Alone
And cry
This poem is about:
Me