It hurts, doesn't it?
That you don't have long shiny hair, like her,
that you don't have beautiful, bright eyes, like her,
that you don't have really pretty clothes, like her,
that you don't easily make friends, like her,
that you can't make him laugh, like her,
that you can't make him smile, like her,
that you aren't interesting, like her,
that you can't do things effortlessly, but perfectly, like her,
that you aren't so beautiful, like her,
that you can't be like her.
