M eyes don't shine like hers

My eyes don't shine, like hers do.
Unlike her I barely talk to you.
She has a phone.
I'm all alone.

She's always out.
I just want to shout.
I cant' help but be jealous, of everything she has.
And here I am, just being a spas.

She has a lot, and I don't get that much.
Except on Christmas.
Everyone likes her, but they all hate me.
And she pretends like she just can't see.

I'm always the last one.
She's always out there having fun.
And for just once I wish.
That I could live.

Like her, and in her world.
Were I could be everyone's favorite girl.
She's picked first, I'm always last.
She's had tough times. I don't even have a past.

I feel so out of place.
When she comes second in the race.
And she's more on the team.
Then I'll ever be.

And she thinks that  I don't have a reason to be jealous, which I don't believe.
And I can't help but always compare her to me.
And it's ridiculous, but my eyes, don't shine liker hers do.
And she's the one that always get's to talk to you.