Because we all know you are;
All alone in your own special world,
Where only the fantastic star.
And I know how hard it must be on you,
For perfection is a terrible burden,
And I feel bad that I can’t be like you,
‘Cause you’re just amazing, and I can’t bear comparison.
You do so much. All of the time.
While all I do is laze around and poke fun at you.
“Look at him, all hardworking and stuff.
Why should I be like him, too?”
I mean, all I do is try my best.
Pssh, who is that good enough for?
Apparently not you, because to be as perfect as you,
I’d have to try some more.
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I'm not sure if this is any good, considering I wrote it while enraged. Let me know by reviewing. Thanks 

