Second Fiddle
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Playing the second fiddle,
Being second best,
One might expect detainment,
But there’s never any rest.
Constant adoration,
For the one who broke your chest,
With the constant understanding,
You’re no more than just their jest.
They’ll always be your hero,
And that’s why it’s so sad,
To be the understudy,
To a position you once had.