Will I be second place again?
Will it be me or a friend.
I thought my heart had mended.
But I broke before I bended.
Now Im here with this fear once more.
Settle the score
pick the price.
Find out what you want
pick to fill the void deep inside.
Are you here out of pride?
To pay… for the crime,
responsibility.
I’m scared; heres the door.
I cant be worried anymore.
If this is what you want, then just go; leave!
These thoughts in my head.
A broken heart
not quiet dead.
waiting for some sign.
A desperate plea.
Did you really choose me?
Or was it only responsibility?
Though now a thought…I will never speak these words aloud.
Its not a choice right now I have to make.
Thinking ahead for a future i may face.
