I don't complain
Seems like, for what we are now is easy and plain
I am afraid to speak what I've been hiding for so long
Things that I've noticed for months that we're on
You're insensitive sometimes
You never notice moods and facial complaints
You tend to ignore and walk out
Where such, things must be discussed to fix it out
You never pay attention
Sucks to be an option,
When everyone on your circle is present to the presentation
I hated to be the second one
Where such the first is your long moral son
Friends, foes or anything close
I am irritated to the distribution of being close
Sometimes you should be mine
Attention and affection where I can say "Mine"
You tend to do things that are special for me
But you do it to everyone which there's no specialization to see
It sucks that I cant tell you this
And if I do, you'll just walkout and be free
Free that never listens to me
Free that will never understand what's with me
You never intend to listen to my problems
Even you're the only one who can make it happen
I'm not jealous but kind
But kindness may overdue sometimes
Being special for you doesn't define me now
For what I see is everyone is worth taking, that my side now
I am somewhat hurt and in pain
I feel stupid with options that came
To you and for me,
Sucks to be normal to see