Whispers Of Our Soul

End Of Story

You prefer her
End of story
Nothing more to say
You picked her

I guess it wasn't much
Of a decision
You didn't know I was there
I was a ghost to you

But it still hurts
Because you and her
It's the perfect match
The predictable couple to be

She is everything I am not
Her legs don't shake when she walks
She has glowing skin and a tiny nose
She has it all

You love her
I don't really know why
She has no layers
Can't you see

Her biggest problem is
What to wear
Who is dating who
Why did this person text me now

She doesn't have real problems
But me
My life is a problem in itself
She has everything I do not

I bet she doesn't cry for no reason
She probably doesn't go home everyday
And pour her heart out in writing
She does what pretty girls do

You picked her
Out of everyone
My complete opposite
You mock me

The very fact you like her
Mocks me
Hangs in my face
Taunts and teases me to no end

I shouldn't be this bad
But I thought your eyes
Looking into mine meant something
But it didn't

I fell again
And look at my back
I have no wings
I fell but darling I can't fly

You prefer her
Her glowing skin
And skinny thighs
Her perfectly perfect problems

You prefer girls who don't cry
Girls who don't have depth
Girls who can't feel anything
Girls who are easy to handle

You prefer her
How stupid was I
Because it was so obvious
Predictable and perfect

Cut from a family magazine
Manufactured to a point
Everything was planned and executed
Perfectly perfectly perfectly

She doesn't lay awake at night
Chained down by her thoughts
Hiding from her heart
She sleeps just fine

I toss and turn because
You prefer her
End of story
Nothing more to say

You prefer her