Number two
Thats me
Always second
I put you first
Before the others
But i am your
Second choice
Im always everyones
Second option
The last resort
And it hurts
Because for once
I want to be
One
The only one you want
The first choice
But im not
Im not exciting enough
Crazy enough
Me, im just quiet
But quiet old me
Was there for you
When exciting and crazy
Wasnt
And yet,
After all that betrayal
You still chose them
Over me.
YOU ARE READING
Exposed
PoetryHere i am With my thoughts My doubts My feeling All layed out Right here Exposed.