Being chosen second
or maybe third
is a hurtful thing
even if it was only a fling

I was never someone's
first priority
I was only one girl
of a majority
I was never the one with
someone looking out for me
I was never the one
dreamt of in their sleep

I wanted to be looked at
like I was the best thing
the world could offer

I just wanted to be wanted
I was desperate for love