Miss Unpopularity

The veins bleed the color of envy
Trapped in the soul creating so much jealousy
She is torn between love and hurt
Being a perfectionist she cant find comfort

Wanting to speak but know it wont matter
Everyone thinks of her as a loser
She hides the torture behind her veil
Wandering around in her personal hell

She only wants to be needed
Life's been a b**** and she's been cheated
Not receiving the respect she deserves
The stories she could tell would merely unnerve

Everyone considers her so unpopular
No one will take the time to get to know her
So alone she walks on this earth
Considered a nobody with no human worth

If only they knew what she held inside
No one asked and no one tried
Everyone considered her Miss Unpopularity
They call her an outcast that'll never be worthy