I’m the one no one wants.
I’m the one people ask, ‘hey who’s your friend?’ Because they would never look at me that way
Through all of my life, no one has wanted me.
I get my hopes up only to be crushed by the reality that is right in  front of me, I will never be good enough.
So I try again and again, but the outcome is the same.
I will never look good enough, say the right things, and be good enough.
My look do not compare to the girls all around.
No guy has found me beautiful, just something they say to get into bed.
My beauty is that of a cows, and cows get tipped, not loved.
But even cows find love, while I will be forever alone.
Because the feelings are never reciprocated.
The looks are never given my way.
The compliments are always backhanded.
No one wants me. I’ve known that for 18 years.
I’m the one no one wants, because even I don’t want me.