What can I offer you that no one else can?

Nothing…

There’s always someone smarter than me

Prettier than me

Thinner than me

Richer than me

Better than me

Different from me

The procession of girls you’ve chosen

And I’ll never be one of them.

Will my death set me apart?

Would you mourn me?

No.

Why should you miss someone you never spoke to?

Someone you never made an effort to get to know?

Someone too insignificant for you to bother with?

Someone too shy to grab your attention?

But this someone was a person

With hopes and dreams…and you were part of them.

This person was nothing to you –

What do you care if she lives or dies?

I can offer you myself

But you wouldn’t want me.

I can offer you my love

But I think you’d prefer to lust after her

I can offer you my life

But you’d prefer me not to exist