Would you still choose me?
Would you still choose me?
I’m so “this” and I’m so “that,” but I’m never anyone’s favorite or their first choice.
Platonically and romantically, I’m nobody’s person, but somehow any and everyone can be that for me.
I’m always just there. I’m physically present but mentally absent from everyone’s mind.
why?
I thought I was “funny”, and I thought I was “cool to be around,” what happened?
Was I only those things because your real friends weren’t around at the moment?
I thought I was “so pretty”, and I thought you “missed” me, and I thought you “liked” me.
Was I only those things because you didn’t see the other girl yet?
Is it because you can see her whenever you want to? Is it because her mother isn’t “strict”?
Is it because she seems more mature?
Is it because she’s older?
WHAT IS IT?
Why is it never me?
Why even bother to talk to me?
I don’t understand.
I just want to be understood, and not just for the moment.
Don’t choose me when you get bored or have nobody else.
Look for me in a crowded room because you WANT to, not because your other homegirl isn’t there.
So, my question is, would you still choose me?
Copyright © Malia Ward | Year Posted 2025
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