Dear, the color purple  

I'm me, I'm the color purple. 

I'm the pretty girl no one wants. 

I'm smart, I'm funny, I'm beautiful but that's not good enough.

Everyone wants the color pink.

I stay up late planing my outfit to perfection complementing yet not revealing  

I keep up with the trends, put makeup on, tie my hair back into a perfect bun 

But that's not right 

I think to myself what am I doing wrong 

I spend most moments of the day wishing I was someone else, anyone but me.

I see girls in the halls of highschool longing for their body, their hair, their great personalities.

Everyone wants to be friends with them so if I'm like them everyone will want me too right? 

Im well known but I'm not popular 

I have friends but I'm not in a “group” 

I'm the third wheel to the pink girl and her boyfriend.

I just want to be pink. Why do I have to be purple?