Maybe you love her more than me
Maybe I'm too blind and can't see
Maybe I was nothing more than a game
Now my life would never be the same
I'm always your second choice
The weak one with no voice
The one you step on without a second glance
The one you barely give a chance
Maybe I'm destined to be all alone
My light died; it never really shown
Maybe I'm just that unimportant and useless
The one that smiles to the humiliation and rudeness
Maybe I mean nothing to you
Maybe there's nothing I can do
Maybe happiness isn't for me
Maybe that's what I needed to see
Maybe now I know my worth
I know my purpose on this earth
Maybe my purpose all along
Was to prove to you that you're wrong
You're wrong because I matter
Your words no longer flatter
You're wrong; I'm worth a lot
Not the type to be sold or bought
I'm beautiful the way I am
I'm a queen; you're the scam
And most of all, I'm worth so much more
So get the hell out; and close the door
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Deadly Rhymes and Laughing Times VOL I
PoesiaShort stories turned into poems for the "best of both worlds" experience. I don't relate to most of them but A LOT of people from all around do. Since we can't physically see what people are going through; at least these words are there to comfort t...
