I wouldn’t be caught dead with him

With his blonde hair perfectly in place.

And his smile that brightens up a room that is dim.

Especially not his perfectly sculpted face.

There is no way that he would even be near me

Considering everything I am.

I’m always trying to be something I can’t be

And acting like I never give a damn.

I don’t deserve his seemingly perfect self

Because I’m nothing but a liar.

He can always seem to be himself

While I trip on every insult like a wire.

He deserves a girl who is better.

Someone who will give him the entire earth.

Call me annoying or call me bitter

But him being happy is all it’s worth.