seems like no matter how hard i try or how much i change myself,
i always seem to be second choice to literally any other person.
i really let myself believe it was different this time.
how naïve of me.
i've started to rethink a lot of things these past few months.
when did that start?
i guess i can say i pinpointed that change in behavior.
i don't think you're even aware of it happening.
maybe that's for the best.
obviously i'm no good.
i guess i'm damaged goods.
second choice is nothing new for me.
doesn't mean it hurts any less than the last time.
you're the last thing i need right now on top of all the other things happening in my life.
i'm sorry i'm not good enough for you.
or for anyone.
i'll try harder.
although maybe i should give it up.
i'm tired of this.
everything hurts.
my heart is heavy.
second choice is my place.
YOU ARE READING
Behind My Eyes.
Poetrycome pick my mind and stay awhile, make yourself comfortable. it's awfully lonely in here. - inside this book, you'll find five distinct parts: simply me, which tells you almost everything you need to know about me. you, which tells you...
