She's so sick of never being good enough,
and always being put down because of her looks.
She's sick of going home everyday,
and wishing she was someone else.
She's sick of not feeling beautiful,
for once she wants to be happy with what she sees in the mirror,
She sick of people telling her "You could've done that better"
because maybe she can't.
She's sick of people talking behind her back,
because she always finds out.
But I guess all she really wants,
Is to be more than second best.