I see her every day, and laugh.
She will never be as unhappy as me, and I see her wishing she were.
She envies my sadness, and I love it.
When she passes me in the hall, I smile and she frowns.
She will never have what I have.
Her boyfriend is a sweet, loving boy.
She will never be as sad as me.
And the best part is?
Our roles are reversed!
haha, dumb, stupid J!
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