Whose It Gonna Be? Poem by Takiyah Penny

why do i feel this? when i see him with her, it makes me feel like an outsider, like the third wheel
he pretends i'm not there, and talks to her, while i stand there idly, with nothing to do, but stare, be quiet, and wait till he's done
i dont understand my emotions, i get real upset when he acts like i'm not there
so today i made him choose, its me or every other girl in the world, he took a long pause, and said he didnt want to choose, but i made him
in the end, he picked the world, which messed up mine
that, that right there, was the last day i saw him