Red Rose's Poems

The Second Option

I sit back and watch
As everyone around me falls in love
I slowly slip away as their priority
And become the second option

"He's away this week, want to hang"
"He cancelled on me, can we go somewhere"
"He's working right now, let's do something"
"He forgot he had family coming, and I already did my hair"

The constant excuses
The never ending lies
I have become the second option
That's something they can't even deny

So I say yes
They think I don't realize
They figure I'm stupid
I just want to ask them why?

Why must you see him almost every day?
What happened to being a good friend?
Why are you hurting me this way?
Being the second option must come to an end

So I slip on my dress
Brush my hair down my back
I make sure I'm not a mess
Must always look my best

I walk out my door
I get in your car
You tell me how he's so lame
Now you've taken it too far

I rant in my head
Come up with so many things to say
But I try to keep them to myself
I'm told it's better that way

I turn to you and say
I don't want to be below him
You claim I am crazy
I say no I'm being honest

The second option is all I am
It is all that I have become
Funny how I would never put a boy before my friends
I guess that means I have won