Sorry I Called You a Pig
It’s hard to listen to you
When your confidence clogs up the house
Why can’t you be more like me?
Meek and quiet
Ready to run at any moment
Cautious before calm
Instead you run into every situation
Ready to tackle it without thought
You don’t worry about anything and it shows
You’ve earned so much more than me
We’re doing the same things but our professors know you by name
Me?
“Have we met before?”
Several times actually
I don’t want to be more like you
But I wish I had what you had
Maybe I could be happy then?
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