I'll never fit in.
To be the prettiest,
Or skinniest,
Or most looked at.
I'm never the pick of the bunch.
I stick to the background like plaster and wallpaper.
I'm not the Center of attention.
In fact.
I'm nothing at all.
When we go out, you are the one everyone stops to talk to.
Do you know how it feels? To hear everyone take bets on who gets stuck with me?
Because I'll never be the prettiest....
I hear them betting how I'll never get taken home, while you spend your time and my money being everything anyone could ask for.
You're so different when you're in this element.
It's like I don't exist....
I didn't know how invisible I could end up until now...
I'm sitting in the car waiting for you...
But I know it'll never be the same.
Imagine loosing not only the love of your life.
But your best friend too....
Everything is slipping away.
And I'm just waiting in the car as it all passes by.
You're the one everyone wants,
So I guess I should just be grateful for the time you did gift me.
C. G.
YOU ARE READING
No one is there
Poetrypoetry book. all the things I've written that I could never say out loud. Some topics may be difficult for some people so check for disclaimers .
