Me .vs. Her

I don’t like this feeling.
Sheer jealously pulses through
My veins,
And my self-esteem drops
As quick as expected.
Why must I think so low of myself?

Simple.
It’s the pictures.
Everyone is so beautiful.
Everyone is so perfect.
Then I see me;
Me is not perfect or as beautiful
As them; her.

You say I’m perfect for you,
And that I’m the most beautiful girl
You’ve seen.
But what about her?
She’s your best friend,
So she must be equally perfect for you,
And she’s very pretty,
Just like you said.

Why not pick her instead?



Poetry by Zoey xX
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Written on 2010-05-26 at 05:53

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