Self-pity has always been a girl’s problem,

Never really contented on what she has.

Is it because she is not as skinny?

Is it because she is not as pretty?

 

 

Jealousy has always been a girl’s concern,

Never really stopped assuming.

Is it because she is not good enough?

Is it because she is not who you really want?

 

 

Denial has always been a girl’s downfall,

Never really saw it as a consequence.

Is it because she is not as wise?

Is it because she is not as clever?

 

 

Love has always been a girl’s losing game,

Never really seem as fair.

Is it because she is not less forgiving?

Is it because she is not at all complaining?

 

 

Even the wise men are not aware,

I just need you to listen and be there.

Don’t leave for the pretty ones you see,

Because I need you here to stay with me.