I am in the other category
Not forever, nor always
Not first or second
No hard feelings, right?
Don't take it to heart
but the truth is
that's right where it starts
I am nobody's first choice
I'm always second guessed
Calling out for someone to see
See some good in this mess
I am either the center show
or no show at all
When I reach for someone to see, I don't reach for them with both arms. I reach for them with one, blindly thinking that the person I am reaching for will pull me with all of their strength. But what if their love for me isn't strong enough and I am simply tugged all the way by. What if I don't hang on tight enough and it simply becomes my fault instead of theirs? I reach everyday but I can never latch on tight enough to stay put. I slip everyday until I am nothing to anyone and but everything to no one. Anyone meaning the people I already know and no one meaning the people who wish they could help me but never do. So maybe I'm not everything to them. Maybe no one will ever see and I am just meant to be tugged by like a paper doll.
I'm always the other option and it's because I wait for someone to make me their forever and always. That has to change, because I can not be in this position forever. I must break free from this label, and reach my full potential all by myself, with both hands.
YOU ARE READING
Titanium
Poésie❝A million words would not bring you back, I know because I tried. Neither would a million tears, I know because I cried.❞
