Us
silver is the metal lesser to gold
and even gold must behold
the even more precious metal platinum
and that is what i am, numb
when i am in your prescence
nervous and tense
since i hope for your voice to come out
i stand there hoping that you won't shout.
i am silver you are the platinum
that i have spent all my days
conforming to your ways.
so that maybe i will get the chance
to get even a small glance
at the most precious of all.
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