Avoid this Cliche Like the Plague

So there is a guy,
and like always, a girl.
and another girl.

So one girl is pretty, clever, wealthy and charismatic.
The other is shy, mediocre, and a little odd.
  Guess which is me? Not the first girl.

So the guy dates the girl (the pretty Korean one)
and I smile and hug the girl like we're friends,
but really I'm breaking her limb by limb in my odd little mind.

So I sit alone and read poems,
telling myself I'm pretty enough to find a guy eventually.
But it will never happen;
Koreans always win.