Never the one
I was never the one,
never the one with the crown.
I didn't have no glory,
and was the joker in my own story.
I was always there,
the one to always care,
with a heart that could easily tear.
I laugh like it doesn't matter,
but deep down I would scatter.
The simplest words meant the most,
with the capacity to break me down,
and leave me all alone.
I was never the first choice,
maybe I was a choice that no one rather enjoyed.
Copyright © Neha Coco | Year Posted 2024
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