And I'll never
be good enough; I'll always come second best to my best friends.
I'll always be an afterthought, a second option.
I'll never have anything to be good at compared to my
friends and siblings who are artists, actors, models,
dancers. I'll never be the pretty one, the funny one,
the nice one. I used to be me, the girl who like stickers,
dinosaurs, and Harry Potter. The girl who like science and
math and hated English because it was subjective. But my
best friend came along, and now shes that girl. I'm not
sure who i am anymore. The guy I love has always liked my
BEST friend and I'll never be good enough for him.
He's never gonna see me as anything else but someone to
mess with. I used to know who I was, but not anymore.
Advice? :l ♥ ♥ ♥