Second Rate Lover Poem by Daniel Hooks

I am the dregs of coffee never drunk from your mug,
I amthe beer that was so foul you poured down the sink,
the food that you wasted because it began to stink,
I am the waste paper in your bin
the money you wasted on sin.
I am second rate
the person you love to hate,
I am your nightmares dreams of second place that reside in your head
lovely and placid is what you wanted but you got me instead.

I am obsessive, regressive, corrosive and explosive;
A bleeding heart that you threw away,
I could have been a rose
but you chose to throw me away too soon
now I lie in the compost like a weed rotting away in your garden of gloom
you caused my nightmares my despair.
But for all my flaws i could have loved you more
than the fool for a boyfriend who you think is cool.

I could have been your diamond in the rough
but I guess its tough
because in life we don't get what we deserve
at least thats what I have observed,
from the prison that I have come to know as my home
the prison of my unrequited love of you!