no sarrow

between me and her
my man took her hand and favorite her beauty.
i stood beside her moaning  of grievance.
she knows she has what it takes to take my place
to her this is not even a race
is just me jogging in a slow pace during a marathon.
beauty like hers ,i envy.
i covet every inch of it
she really knows her way in the game.while i stand here looking so absolutely lame.she already ahead and being crowned as the queen.a girl her is only here to make my man see what he cant see in me,
and shes doing a good job ruining my life