Belated

I need to get away from here
I know I'll never be as beautiful as you
But in someways, you'll never beat me
Honest and benevolent
Yet I still feel invisible
And what did I ever do wrong?
Things I used to love
Slowly I lose the enthusiasm
It feels like an effort to see my other friends
I'd rather stay at home, feeling sorry for myself
Watching chick flicks
Ripping up my clothes
Blogging about my boyfriend.
It never ever ends.