MoreA Poem by Moth Phoenixyeah...Why do they like her more? I guess I'm just too shy. I smile more than she does, some reason they like her more. She doesn't even talk a lot, but they talk to her. I try to not let it get to me, but all it does is hurt. I'm the one with the big smile, they speak more to her. I guess I can't help but be a bit jealous, I usually don't get like that. It doesn't make me feel pretty, is it because she wears heels and skirts? All I wear are skinny jeans and converse. Why do they choose her over me? I can tell they like her more. I can't help but feel a little hurt, should I stop? Maybe. But why do they like her more? © 2010 Moth PhoenixAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on October 24, 2010 Last Updated on October 24, 2010 AuthorMoth PhoenixCOAboutHello there stranger! Thanks for checking out my profile. I'm just some girl enjoying life one song at a time. Drop a review if you'd like, or a comment! more..Writing
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