Her

It's always her I see how her yet brown eyes make your green eyes glow telling her she's beautiful yet her confidence only grows smaller. You make her anxious to be terrified to be afraid to make mistakes or, say something wrong when speaking to you. You tell her to speak up but, when she does he tells her to shut up. Her voice always muffled because of you. You don't love her for her hair or her eyes those are pretty you love her for her so why don't you do the same for me that you do for her you can see that she don't want your attention and love but I do I want you to call me pretty like you say to her I want you to tell me my voice is as pretty as hers I want you to love me but I'm not her.