I have no power over a girl like you. I have no say so. Step on my shoes and break my toes. Hear me scream and no one notices. I thought when they said life was bogus, it was just a cliche. But I\'m on the hook while the pretty girls get the leeway. I wish I could die because I have no hope for my future. Girls like you are the ones who are born with open doors. You get what you want and don\'t have to earn it. They treat you with earnest while they treat me like dirt. I wish I could stop complaining. But I\'m lonely and I\'m empty and no one is calling. Nothing to do on the weekends. I have no friends. No boys want me. And all I have is hope. Hope that someone could look past my looks and see me for who I really am. Hope that I will have a future. Hope to get out of this state of mind I\'ve been residing in for years now. I hate myself and I hate living in this world, honestly I do. I\'m jealous of you. Pretty girl that the world looks up to. And everything that they said to me sticks. It hurts to live like this. To suffer in this world. To be lonely. To have no one to talk to. To pray to God and hear no response. Does he despise me too? Does he overlook me like you? I\'m tired of being unattractive. Below average. It hurts so bad. I don\'t want to be bored and alone anymore. But what can I do? I seclude myself because I am afraid of you. Afraid to make a fool out of myself. I\'m a bit slow. So if I\'m ugly and stupid, what do I have to contribute? Why was I born to suffer? To do nothing? God please forgive me but you know how I\'m feeling. You know this worlds corrupted but I have to live in it but must I? Can\'t I just die in my sleep and end this? I definetly can\'t win this. God, you know I\'m miserable. I need you but do you want me? Pretty girls and average girls, they are middle and high class citizens. I\'m a peasant in this society. I really want to kill myself and that\'s final.