A fickle thing
Showing me
what I already knew

We were supposed to celebrate
We were supposed to have fun
I was supposed to let go

Instead, people avoided me
not giving me a second glance
because of how I look

I'm not short
I'm not thin
I'm not anyone's choice

But she was
able to move her hips
to catch their eyes

You can see she savors the looks
only fulling her view
despite being with another

They ask for her hand
Buy her drinks
never give me a second look

A hard truth I already knew
I'm not pretty despite being smart
and I'll never be the first choice

If I'm in the top 5
I'll be lucky perhaps
top 10 is more likely

One spoken to
when the first said no
and not thought about afterward

I will have no love
because who could love
a second thought girl?