I started with a familiar cliché and this ended up being a very valuable catharsis for me.

Chess

I am a pawn.

Unimportant and insignificant.

I make my move square by square,

One day at a time.

I see her, the Queen.

She strides powerfully, with no weakness.

She can do what she wants,

The rules work for her.

She stands above the rest;

Tall, blonde, pretty, she is popular.

Oh, how loathe her.

How I wish to be her.

And with her comes the King.

He is mighty and strong

Tall, blue-eyed, prefect,

Everyone adores him, idolizes him.

But he is weak, he will fall.

They will try to save him,

But his boyish good looks will bring him only so far

Until he tumbles flailing and flawed.

Among him will fall his Bishop

His knight and his rook.

Seemingly perfect, striding with he others.

In their invariable, Elysian herd,

They appear superior

But I see through them.

One day I will take down the Queen

I will find her weakness

Strike through her unchallenged perfection

And then he will be mine, the King

I will take him down

With his Bishop, Knight and Rook

And no longer am I a pawn

Unimportant and insignificant.