They don’t look twice…
They never do…
Why the need…?
So many people better than me…
Yet here I am hoping I’ll be seen…
See what I see…
What I believe…
That I can be…
Loved unconditionally…
But what has passed…
Before I’m given my chance…
Past piece of romance…
Lost but that’s because I’m the best…
Or really because I’m all that is left…
Silent Scholar 