A Battle

A Poem by JJ_love

I feel
Like we're competing.
Everything is a battle
For you,
And for me.
I shouldn't even call it
A battle,
Because you always
Win the fight In the end.
You got the looks.
You got the charm.
They want you.
They don't want me.
Did anyone ever want me?
Will anyone ever want me?
I'm the backdrop,
To make the star
Look prettier.
To make her stand out
More then she should.
Fishing For compliments,
Toying with them.
Is that how you play?
Yet I would be surprised
If they ever did want me.
Because
You got the looks.
And you got the charm.
They always will want you.