I wonder what it would feel,
For once in my life to be choosen first.
I keep yearning for him to choose me first, to love me first, to be happy with me for who I am. To stop comparing me to the first wheel. Every time I realize I'm only second wheel.
What's wrong to be second wheel you ask me? Well there's nothing wrong in being second wheel. It is the feeling that comes along with it that makes it wrong. The feeling of being used, the pretentious care. It just hurts, it hurts so much that you want to just stop feeling.
You want to stop feeling the anger that why are you second wheel? you want to stop feeling all the pain he caused you. The only thing you've given him is unconditional love. The worst part is you'll still choose him first!
You can't help but love him. He's your blood. You have to love him.. isn't he supposed to love you the same way? All the second wheel can ask is why doesn't he choose me first just once in my life?
Poor second wheel doesnt realize she is always going to be second wheel. She will never be valued for who she is! She is just a second wheel!
She sits here hoping he'll realize what he did was wrong! Deep down she knows he will never realize it , his first wheel is better, shinier, smarter, and just everything he wants. The second wheel remains where she is, behind, no one to care about her . A burden forever. Poor Poor second wheel, one day she'll learn to give in and learn that hope is meant to shatter in her life!
Till then she'll live in a false world and have hopes that will only break her heart!