I’m not a winner, I never have been and I never will be. I’m not one of those girls who have everything, the looks, the talents and all the happiness. I always come off second best. Sometimes I wonder why God decided to put such a shitty arrangement of atoms like me on this earth. For once it would be so nice for me to get picked for the team or get the highest score on a test in my class or have a nice attractive boy take interest in me. I try my hardest, and it gets me no where, you know? I feel like everything I set out to do I’m destined for failure. I dream of happiness but in reality I’m just left here alone with my blood stained wrists and my tear soaked cheeks.