What else am I good for?

Homecoming. What a waste of time, and mind. Sure I want to go; what girl doesn't want to get dressed up, and get her hair and nails done? I don't have the money, nor the self confidence to go. I wanted to ask one of the new kids if he wanted to go (obviously after I summoned up some balls and talked to him). But... my clone, the one i spent my entire summer turning into what she is today, is going to ask him first. Fine go right ahead you stupid bitch. Stab your best friend in the back. Ask the kid I liked first to homecoming. I don't care anymore. You can take everything I want, and when you lose it I will be right here for you to cry to. Because what else am I good for? Obviously not good enough for a chance, or an opportunity. Everything is already falling back into place. You can take everything from me, and I just won't say a word. Sometimes I just wish I would have even the slightest chance at that one thing I want...