You told me you want me around
That you don't mind my presence
But why do I feel like I'm the last person you want to see?
When he's here you're someone else
Someone totally different and wrong
Someone cold
You become careless and forget my existence entirely
Once he's gone you come back because
Suddenly you need me again
That's what I am
I'm the second choice
The leftover
The unwanted
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Meaningless:: a collection
PoetryI've made this for you for when you're lost and alone when you're sinking like a stone use these words, these pieces of broken soul, to heal your own. - this is strictly for awareness, I do not encourage anyone to do the following and if you stru...
