When Will This Be Done

I've been jealous of you,
For so many years,
You had all the guys,
And I had all the tears.

You are so popular,
And I am unknown,
You have so many friends,
But I am alone.

I sit in the far corner,
In our history class,
I watch as the popular kids,
Continue to pass.

They throw papers,
With drawings of me,
What is their problem,
Is this what they see.

Am I really that ugly,
Or is it just for fun,
I shope that one day,
This teasing will be done.