Sometimes i get so jealous,
Of my very two best friends,
They have everything i want to have.
They're never shy,
Never a step behind,
They stand out in a crowd.
I'll never be as good,
As pretty or as cool,
I'll always be one level below.
Everyone loves them,
No doubt about that.
I feel so left out,
Like an outcast for sure.
Every boy they meet
Falls instantly in love,
And deny it as they may
They have it made.
I know not everything
Is perfect in their lives,
But I bet it would be nice.
It'd be nice to be the envy
Of everyone in school.
despite my jealousy,
I still love them both
They're the best friends
I ever could have
Yes, that's correct,
They're even good at that.
 
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