I keep forgetting that you didn’t want me bad enough then
So how could that be any different now?
You always make me feel like second best
Like I’m just another in the crowd
I’m tired of feeling like I don’t matter
Tired of being the subject of everyone’s laughter
When it comes to you
Shilesha will never be enough
I feel like I’m holding you back
So to take off the cuffs;
I’m giving you a chance
And know matter what your choice is
I WILL understand
I can already see where you’d rather be
And in both of our eyes I think we both know
That it’s NOT with me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem