Third Wheel

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I'm living my life as happily as I can right now.
I'm playing sports
My grades are average
I'm working hard
But it bugs me.
It bugs me that you're with her.
People don't realize how hard this truly is.
To write from the heart.
But atleast I know where I can start,
It bugs me that you're with her.

I should feel happy for you.
And I do.
But she tries to push me away.
She doesn't like that I flirt with you.
Like I always have.
I always have.
I don't care if she likes it.
But she does stuff to "claim you", infront of me.
Infront of me.
I'm a third wheel.

Eventually I stop talking.
I slip out the door.
You say that you love me.
I don't know about that anymore.

I think I've made a friend like me, turns out they're with someone.
I'm a third wheel.
Again.

I'm alone.
I like it that way.
No people no drama.
That's what I always say.

But sometimes I wish I was with someone.
So you'll see how it feels.
Being the person.
On the third wheel.




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