I'm not always necessarily the third one there, but most times I am. And no matter where I am, I'm the odd one out. I'm the one with no boyfriend/guys interested in her, I'm the one with blonde hair, I'm the one who's too short. I'm awkward and uncomfortable to be with. I have a temper that only leads to bad. Let's face it, I'm the unwanted one.
I don't think that I'm any of my friends' first choice. If anything, I would be the second, the third, fourth, fifth...etc. Sometimes I'm nothing at all. But I'm never the sole 'best.' Never.
It sucks knowing that if me and someone else were trapped in a burning building, and one of my best friends had to choose who to save, it wouldn't be me. That's always the answer.
Whatever, though. I have to stay happy for everyone else, don't I?
I don't think that I'm any of my friends' first choice. If anything, I would be the second, the third, fourth, fifth...etc. Sometimes I'm nothing at all. But I'm never the sole 'best.' Never.
It sucks knowing that if me and someone else were trapped in a burning building, and one of my best friends had to choose who to save, it wouldn't be me. That's always the answer.
Whatever, though. I have to stay happy for everyone else, don't I?
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