Notice me

I see the one that you love,
I look into her eyes,
And all I see is blond hair,
Flirting with the guys,
Mascara on her eyes,
Gloss on her lips,
Skirts that are too tight,
And that show off her hips,
Belly hanging out,
Those shirts are way to high,
She thinks that shes all that,
The way she flirts with every guys,
Making fun of other,
The ones who are less "cool",
She think that we all love her,
But she's really just a fool,
She's not as good as she may think,
She's even with a new guy,
Every time you blink,
He can do much better,
When will he see?
Why do they all love her?
And when will they notice me?