i see the girls you see,

petite and blue eyed

with hair like sheets of gold in

a hundred different shades.

and i see myself in a mirror

not petite, but with curves

(that you wouldn't caress),

hair i wish was a little longer,

eyes i wish were a little brighter.

and when i consider these,

i don't have to ask myself

why you would chase sirens

and look through a girl like me.