Second Place

Always second place,

Always the shoulder to cry on

The friendly face,

I want someone to care about me

Not because I give everyone therapy

and advice for free,

But because of who I am,

I'm sick of wanting more

But in the end my heart

is still poor,

Always the one people go to

when there's no one else,

That's not fair to do,

I want to have friends

But I can't

They all just use me as a filler

for a hole they have,

How have I gotten here,

Why am I the lonely one

What have I done oh dear,

Always second place,

Always one behind the line,

I want more

I want first place

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