There are some people in this world

Who are perfect.

Perfect hair.

Perfect face.

Perfect smile.

There are people who are good at everything.

Sports.

Music.

Painting.

Writing.

Singing.

These people are smart.

Never a grade

Lower than an

A.

These people

Everyone knows

Their name.

These people are loved.

People want them.

Hell, people want to be them.

This is the main character.

Then there’s another.

Someone who doesn’t belong.

This person has limp hair.

And dull eyes.

A boring smile.

They can’t seem to do anything right.

Can’t run.

Can’t draw.

Can’t sing.

Straight Bs on their report card.

A disappointment

To their parents.

A disappointment

To their friends.

No one wants this person.

Why would they.

What’s to love.

Heartbreak

After heartbreak.

They’re used to it by now.

Welcome to the life of the alternative.

The one who’s forgotten.

The side character.

A nameless face in someone else’s story.

Would anyone notice

If the alternative were to.

Disappear

Would anyone care.

Or would it be like

They never existed

At all?

I wouldn’t notice if I was gone.

I wouldn’t care.

I’d move on.

No tears shed

At all.

I might as well leave.

Might as well die.

Because it’s not like it would matter

To anyone

Anyway.