I am always forced
to be the bigger person.
And I'm getting tired of this fact.
Because I'm always left to feel like
I'm getting the short end of some pack.
I'm always being ready,
while somebody else gets to be late.
And honestly,
I am exhausted.
When do I get to be worth the wait?
When do I get to be so understood,
instead of being so understanding?
And when do my bare minimums,
get to see much less than demanding?
When do I get to be treated better,
instead of being told I ' deserve more'?
When do I get to be so noticed,
that I'm impossible to ignore?
When am I the 'Dream girl',
that doesn't wake up in a nightmare?
When do I get to stop saying,
'Do you know what,
this really isn't fair'.
When do I get to sit down
have somebody else stand up for me?
To love the idiosyncrasies
that by myself I could never see.
When do I get to be respected?
I can't look in the mirror,
because it's too hard to see me.
When do I get to be funny,
instead of being made fun of?
When do I get to be a romantic,
hopefully,
in love.
