"Second Best"

Each day I feel like I'm second best
In your life behind all the rest
There's so many times I've tried to talk to you
But I got ignored and that's nothing new
When I holler your name that means I need you
As soon as I do someone else hollers too
Instead of having them wait until we're through
You run to them like you always do
I hate every time you make me feel this way
Bad thing is it happens every day
Some days I get so frustrated and mad
But most of the time I feel hurtful and sad
I just want to be a priority in your life
Being second best cuts deeper than a knife

Author: Sheri Mann
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