always the 2nd place runner up to her
1st place,
maybe cuz I don't ball or got a pretty face,
nah, I'm not tall but I am high in space
without the egotistical mentality
just admire the confident gal in me...
but, I can't be down and not need her,
I can't be like "baby just hold me" how the 1st place
completes her?
yeah, I been thru shit too, but I'd be damned if I speak
I'd just get a good cursin' out leading to another domestic bout
and out, the door, before my emotions get me weak
I gotta be strong with the head high
being the victim while she's the beater.
No...no listenin' because I'm to hard in understandin'
hearin' that so many times in my life feels like a iron brandin'
burnin' me so much, and I gotta act like I don't give a damn and
I'm never the one to shed a tear from the ways people do me....

but poetry...this is lonely,
I am lonely...
and I just wait for the one
who is made for me....