Waiting For Change. . .

Everyday I sit and think about life
and how everyone is different and unique.
Every night I wish upon only one star,
that when morning comes I'll be someone else other than me.

There are the pretty girls, the social girls and the popular ones too,
There are the smart girls and the ones with all the confidence.
Out of all of these categories, there's not one I fit into,
I will never be the girl everyone wants to be.

I sit and stare at the world around me,
I wonder why I can't ever enjoy life,
And be more of an interesting and exciting person.
However every time I look into the mirror all I see is me.

Most of the time I know I don't belong,
I feel alone and don't want to go on.
I want to be someone that stands out of the crowd,
Someone other than plain old me.

I know nothing will ever change,
I'll be stuck in this place for the rest of my time,
Wishing, hoping and praying that things will soon be different,
but I'll always know the change will never come.