She's pretty, I'm not.
She's adventurous, I'm boring.
She's easy to get along, I'm not.
She's almost perfect, I'm very far to reach her standards.
Comparing my self to her,
it's because there's a thing,
between you and her,
and it scares me because I'm not her.
It's pretty obvious,
while I'm too naive to notice,
the things I kept comparing,
causing my insecurities and firing it up.
She's the apple of your eyes,
the one that causes my insecurities,
I really feel bad,
because you love her, and I'm not her.
Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 7:49 AM UTC
She's pretty, I'm not.
She's adventurous, I'm boring.
She's easy to get along, I'm not.
She's almost perfect, I'm very far to reach her standards.
Comparing my self to her,
it's because there's a thing,
between you and her,
and it scares me because I'm not her.
It's pretty obvious,
while I'm too naive to notice,
the things I kept comparing,
causing my insecurities and firing it up.
She's the apple of your eyes,
the one that causes my insecurities,
I really feel bad,
because you love her, and I'm not her.