Her, You, Me

What has she got?
That I dont?
Something I'm not
Is what I have learnt

She seems better
In every single way
It says it in the letter
All the things I wish to say

I was stupid
I shouldnt have got involved
Oh, Cupid!
That arrow has dissolved

These tears I cry
Are real to feel
My poor little heart to try
To fix and heal

She tells me
All your promises
But how could this be?
You promised ME those love letters

I was played so well
Caught in the middle
Oh, how I fell
The parachute so little

Maybe I should die
So these feelings will stop
In heaven, I will fly
I'm going to pop

But I wont leave
Sorry to disappoint you
I hope you receive
The hatred I feel, too

She is waiting
For you to reply
The girls you keep baiting
Is an endless supply

I am not as good as her
I'm too young to understand
What is takes to be a lover
This is my broken-hearted last stand

Please comment on this poem, so I can see if I need to improve my writing skills. Thanks