2002
Second born
Second place
Never the first or last
The forgotten is what I am
The used and abused
The one who settle for less
The one who no one thinks of twice
The one that won't leave you
But knows you'll leave themThe times I'm first is so little
And hold on so tightly
Because it only comes a few times
Never chased
Always ditched
Accept excuses
And loses fights
No point of trying to get to first
They'll never see you as a winner
Or failure
Rather, you're not there at all
Never special
Never truly loved
Always heard but not listen
Empty promises
It's a try not do
That's how we liveWe are not the underdog
We are not the main characters
Or the funny background people
Just the forgotten side one
The unimportant plot
The filler
The skip ahead episodeBut we just want the same thing as you
We've been alone in group of people
The kid the parents forget to call
We ask so little, so small
So why is it so hard to be givenTo feel love
Something
Someone
We ask but not given
Never being chases
But the chaserGive up their dreams
Their hope
Their faith
Scared
Frighten
But the joyous one of them all
On the outside of course
No point of this anymore
Just find the little moments of happinessWe just hold on.
Wanting.
Hinting.
Screaming.Wishing on a shooting star to be first.
But I'm second priority
Hello hello fellow readers, I'm back from the dead and it's Christmas break!!!! Woooooo!!! Anyways, I'm gonna come back for some writing. Let's just hope I stay longer this time.
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RandomPoems inspired by my current events of my life. Will be full of sensitive topics.