Me
Me
Why everyone,
yet not me?
Fight for him,
fight for her,
yet not me.
Is it crazy to want to be chosen?
To be believed in?
To be defended?
It feels like I'm a stranger,
yet you know me.
How sad
The listener that is never listened to.
The chooser that is never chosen
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