I always come in last place
I never finish first in the race
My brother sets the bar
He will go far
They are holding all the skill
I wish my life wasn't real
But, it is to my dismay
At this point I can't even pray
I have a little hope
It's getting hard to cope
I don't like who I am
And people don't give a damn
They don't care that I am sad
And I can't tell if that makes me mad
People think they know me
They don't and they'll never see
That my brother and sister and greater than I
And all I can do is sit back and cry
He has a cute smile and she has been pretty for a while
I am just me
A pitiful sight to see
I look at them
And they don't like who I am
She knows that I am an outcast
He knows I have not had a lot of friends in the past
I tried to put on a show
For those who don't know
But I wish people knew
Maybe somebody would know what to do
Because I don't
And it's not because I won't
I just don't know how
But I want to change now
I have tried it all
So give me a call
I am pleading for somebody's advice
Anything will suffice
Because I want it to end
I want to write my last chapter in life and click send
I hate me
This is not how I want it to be
But I better learn how to cope
Rather than sit around and mope
Right now I am done
I won't win, but I can run
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