Third

What's it take to get noticed? Do I have to learn to speak another language? Or maybe I have to cut out my heart and lay it on the ground for you! You seem to think that every person in the world is better and more important that I am! Rain check, I'm a part of who you are. Without me you're nothing but a short little thug looking for true love. The love that you always thought was there. That you thought would never criticize you in any way possible. Your heart shattered into fifty pieces. At least it's not a cliche as a thousand or a hundred broken pieces. It's an insurmountable amount of pain, being the third wheel of someone's life. I know your name but do you know mine? I'm that kid that seems to break your heart every time. I don't know what to call myself because I've stayed too long in your mind and never in your heart. I've stayed too long in your love life now it's time to pack my bags and get out. Throw up my deuces. You know what that means don't you? I'm not gonna be picking up my phone now and next time if we ever meet, I'm not gonna be the one to bleed nor will I leave with a broken heart. Just me and my fists, cutting through the line and breaking down the tension.