I wish I was good enough,
But, in reality,
I guess I never will be.
Not now,
not ever.
I know this because,
I am me.

The truth is I am not her,
I know I am not her,
I can not make you laugh as she can,
Because I am not her.
I am me.

I am not pretty,
I am not smart,
I am not funny,
I am not kind,
sometimes I am happy,
But, most times I am depressed.
I am me.

There are things I can do better than her;
I can love you like she can not,
I am faithful to you and only you,
I would die for just not live for you,
I can be the shoulder you cry on,
I can be a one night stand if needed,
I can stand by your side on your worst day,
I can praise you when you can’t do it yourself,
I can smile if you need me to,
I can be whoever you need me to be,
I just can’t be her;
I am me.

I will never be good enough for you,
I will always be your last choice,
I won’t ever even be your second choice,
I will be your last choice,
Sadly, I know this,
Sadly, I’m okay with this,
But then again,
I am me.