They All Want Her

They all want her It's like they have been blinded to unsee the beauty in me. We laugh together, We play together, We even fly together But they all want her. Is it a curse or is it bad luck? But who am I to deserve it? Well.. it's rather an ambiguous misfortune. Similar in every way, No different from identical twins But they still want her. When one of them says a simple hello I am puzzled, confused, and I feel weird Because I have gotten so used to her getting the spotlight, Used to her being everyone's the one And to me being ghosted. Even she is getting fed up. But to me it's still a dream, An impossible wish, And a non-existant reality I might try this or that But all is in vain, a truly inevitable reality Because THEY ALL WANT HER