You don’t know what it’s like when I see you looking at other girls.
You don’t know how it feels when you stare at the popular girl next to you.
When you don’t notice my best efforts.
When you fail to see my talents.
When you don’t notice my existence.
You don’t see me; you see them.
Your never going to see me.
And I don’t know why, but thats what hurts the most.