why is she always better than me?
she is always being ms. goodie - goodie,
i wanna be an emo,
so that i can wear my jacket with a hoodie.
she's always greater at something,
and i'm always not,
why oh why?
why is she had everything that i don't got? !
why am i always jealous of her?
'cause she's greater at everything?
hmmmm...
or maybe because i thought i got nothing..
i just lost my confidence,
just because of that,
can i just go home,
to be lonely and sleep like a cat?
so hate it,
she is just doing
the thing i hate about her,
but she doesn't realize it and just keep continuing.
but before we went back home,
i realize that i shouldn't be jealous,
because we have great things in us,
like our beauty, we are both gorgeous
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