Like Her

I can't be like her,
even if I try.
And even if I would be,
it would all just be a lie.

I saw the way he would look at her,
and I know he will never look at me that way.
I know that he still loves her,
even though he will not say.

I wish that he would tell me,
everything he told her and more.
But I know that won't happen,
pretty soon it will be my heart that he tore.

So to discipline myself,
I push down hard and watch the blood drip off my skin.
With a rasor, oh so sharp,
Because I hate this world that I live in.

I wish that I could make him love me,
make his dreams come true.
But there is only one girl who can do that for him,
and that's her, nothing new.

I really don't deserve him,
from the way I see.
He looks at me and sees,
Someone who I cannot be.