I try so damn hard to be good for you when in fact, I am not.
I fix my hair, and do my makeup, whatever it takes to be "pretty enough"
I try to make you smile, and laugh, and make your day a little brighter.
But it's pointless, you never see any of it.
Even when my hair is perfect and my face is pretty, you still look at her.
I will never be pretty enough.
I cannot seem to get a smile out of you, at most a slight grin as you look away from me.
I can never make a single day ever be good enough for you, it is never me.
I work so fucking hard to make you happy. And you never notice a single damn thing.