
admit it
You walk past girls in school thinking "Why aren't I beautiful?"
You walk past perfect looking guys thinking "Why can't I be their girlfriend?"
You walk past cute couples thinking "I'm not good enough to be in a relationship"
You walk past a rich house and think "Why can't I live that house?"
You walk past a mirror thinking "Why did it have to be me?.."
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