What I'Ve Been To You
I’ve always been your number two
The person left behind
That person staring at your back
While you’re waiting in a line
I’m your knight in shining armor when the clouds are full of grey
But I’m the coal in your stocking when you awake on Christmas day
I’m your second place, half size, water half in the glass
That person know one knows about when you’re talking amongst the class
I’m your gold medal winner when you’re looking for a ride
Yet your second place trophy once you have arrived
I’m the part of the chicken bone when you can’t make a wish
I’m the dirt stuck on the bottom when you’re rinsing out a dish
I was your light in the sky when the sun could not shine through
Now that I’ve served my purpose I’m an afterthought to you
I’m your subordinate, assistant, that person in the rear
Yet was always your supporter, the backer, who showed you know fear
I see it now and what I am; I’m your second place
I’ll never be that someone you can look straight in the face
I’ve learned my lesson, paid my dues; I’m no one’s second place
I’m that kind hearted person who will let you win the race…
Copyright © John Martin | Year Posted 2011
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