I don't get to feel the love you feel.
I watch you every day and see the people around you--
They worship you.
I don't get a warm smile or a cold hand;
I don't get anything more than a warm grimace and a cold shoulder!
Why do YOU get love?
Maybe someday I can be who you are
Give up my life and become...your clone...do you think it'll work?
Probably not.
I'd unfortunately still be me and you'd gratefully still be you.
Our lives would be compared and you'd still win their hearts.
You're better than me.
I mean, do I get to feel things you do?
Do they send me comfort and friendly pats on the back?
Ha. Never.
So keep living your life, and keep being loved, but
Do you even know why they love you?
I can't figure it out.
I want to know what magic is in your heart
That makes the girls swoon and the guys cheer
Tell me your secret!
Is it because you wear just enough black?
Because you're emo enough to pull off as sad?
What are you really like?
You are so revered by everyone here, it's crazy.
I want to know what you know, what life you live.
But I can't know.
I've tried talking to you, in case you forgot.
I tried to show you that I see what's inside
But I was lying.
I tried to be a little more like you
So people would want me, like they want you
It didn't work.
Do I get to feel what you feel, see what you see?
Do I get to know what it's like to be you everyday, to be loved?
Do I get to live?