I'm Sorry. 

Sometimes I get jealous 
thinking that someone else could make you happier than I could

I guess its my insecurities acting up.

Because I know I'm not the prettiest, smartest, or more fun and exciting

But, I do know that no matter

How hard you and long you look

And sometimes, 

I want to explain how I feel 

But I don't have the words to explain how I'm feeling.

"Crying is your heart speaks,

when your lips can't explain the pain, worries, and broken you feel"