I'm not "her"
The one everyone
Sees as beautifulHow is it possible
That she looks at herself
In the mirror and just
She's the oppositeWhen she She x runs
Away crying
Feeling this wayUnwanted
UnlovedWhen in fact she's
Wanted
And lovedBy everyone
I'm jealous of her
How everyday
Weather it's a bad hair day
Or just a bad day in general
She's radiantAnd everyone let's her know
How
Can she not see that?As they look at her
And forget I exist
Walk past me
Like a ghostLike her shadow
Only time I get any remark
Is when they ask me about herI'm not "her"
The one everyone
Compliments on her talentThe one with many
Talents
The one who can do
AnythingAs I stand next to them
And everyone forgets meA simple smile
Then a turn of the backCan't blame them that
She's amazingAnd she doesn't see it
Everything I'm not
As I try my best
And get nothingI guess it's a good thing I don't do it for them
I'm not "her"
The one that turns
Everyone's headThe second she steps
Into a run
Crowds of people just waiting
To give her a hugOnly to look at me
With pity
And slowly walk away
Talking about her
And her all around
FlawlessnessDon't worry about me
Please don't it'll only
Make me feel worseI'm not "her"
The one with
Exceptional gradesThe one
Everyone cheers for
And wants to be
Partners withBrains and beauty
She has bothAnother area
In which I cant competeAs I struggle
She strivesI'm not "her"
The one everyone
KnowsI'm not "her"
The one everyone
LovesI'm not "her"
The one that gets
All the guysI'm just not
"Her!"I'm not "her"
I can't do anything
RightI'm not perfect
I'm not talented
I'm not smart
Or beautiful
I'm not anything
That she isI'm me
But maybe
Then again
I am "her"
To someone elseAnd I knew all this
From the moment
I met "him"

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PoetryPoems about many topics that have happened in my life or that I dream up. Sometimes stories told to me by friends or close loved ones on something I feel like anyone can relate to. I write day and night trying to make a great poem, trying to relive...