Parents always claim they don't have a favorite
Teachers always say they grade the kids the same
Coaches speak of statistics and facts
But in truth there's more they care about.

The view from the side is one of being alone
Yet in a group you know all too well
We all try to do our best and to show we are the better
But you're never better than the best and the favored
And you try so hard and I try so hard
But the picked isn't you, isn't me.

The view from the side is a grand view
Surveying the riches not given to us
Details the members don't see don't go unnoticed
A pat, an extra point, a bottle of lemonade.

No Mom, I didn't want that, give it to my sister instead
Professor please have me fail this class
Although I've done twice the work he has
Dear instructor, no my money is worth less than hers
Be better they scream but I'm already expected to fail
That is quite clear from the side.