She shines bright like a star,





Next to her, my light is dimmed in the darkness of her shadow.




She is light like a Holy Angel,




I am just a drop of rain in her heaven.




She is loved and praised, like a Princess,




I am just the dog that trails behind, wide eyed.





She is a perfect work of art, never faulted, not one flaw;





I'm a blank page that on no one cared to draw.

She is my best friend,




But my worst enemy - my greatest competition.



She has a pretty flower's face,



I hide mine in embarrassment.



She wears a golden cloak of beauty;




I myself am wrapped in grey.





Her radiant hair sneers scornfully at mine,





Hanging hopelessly down my spine.

She excels, where I fail.





She succeeds, where I fall short.




She is idolised, while I'm ignored.




Standing next to her, bloody bored.

I try to reach her level,




Try to exceed her in just one thing -


Impossible.



Measuring myself against her is too tiring -

Why?





She will always win, will always be Top.





She will always be the Queen, and I the slave,




The poor little bastard no one can save.

She is Best. My best (friend)



The teacher's best (student)



The world's best (at everything.)



This kills me every day,





I seethe, I boil, I wish her dead.....



She knows not how I hate her,




She smiles at me,





Laughs obliviously.

Just a normal girl, my enemy friend.




She's beautiful, doesn't deserve my loathing.



Just a girl.....So why does she exceed me?....




Soooo effortlessly?