Not Your First Choice

I cry and I cry and I cry

But nobody seems to hear

I don't mind I don't mind I don't mind

It's actually better for me

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Every so often, I question my reality

The stars in the sky have never aligned for me

I've already realised that you and I will never be we

The opposite is a comforting thought to see

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Giving life to an already dead thing is an impossibility

Many miracles in this life but that one is not in my hands to be

I tend to find myself in world where I'd be your first choice

But if I have to travel that far I'd rather not be at all