as hopeful eyes fade and shade to grey...

I am in clear sight, and my intentions seem pretty clear.

She is far, and yet still so very close to his heart.

I want most in this world what she has in her grasp...

She takes that for granted.

I put forth every effort in the world to be the best I can be for him.

It comes all too naturally for her.

I want to be in his spotlight.

And yet it seems the curtains have closed infront of me, only to let it shine on her.

I am filth...

...She is perfection.

How could I ever compare to that??

I don't know what to do anymore.