Emotions, feelings, pains of the heart
All words in which I'd like to part.
Each only causing unnecessary stress
But yet I don't long for it any less
Why are things so gray?
Why wasn't I enough to make you stay?
Always placing second in this intricate race.
Starting off first but quickly someone has taken my place.
Left with nothing more than the feeling of self hate
Trying to see where it all went wrong; wondering if it's too late.