Second

It hurts.
It really fucking hurts
to always be chosen second,
or not at all.
As if I’m not enough.

Though I know I am.

✨Deferential Devil✨


For once, I want to be someone’s first choice.

Not making a choice is making a choice.

I’m introverted and shy when it comes to love,

and I always get pushed aside for someone manipulative and mean.

Apparently, I’m the female version of a nice guy.

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