Should-Have-Been

by Sean Allen   May 31, 2004


I sit in my room,
A cold and hard November.
There are no lights, no glint in my eye,
As I sit down, think, and remember

The life of a should-have-been,
What a terrible thing to be.
I know what it's like to be a should-have-been,
I know because that guy is me.

I spread my wings and was soaring,
How wonderfully I did fly,
Until I was cruelly shot down.
If you were there, would you have cried?

And I know how much it hurts,
To stand second place in line.
Watching the light right next to me,
Taking what should have been mine.

But indeed this great deception,
A false idea of what I deserved,
Is why I am now being punished,
Failure is the sentence I now serve.

Why me though, why me?
What feature do I lack?
What motivation, what skill,
Has slipped into the cracks.

Why should some power,
Above, or inside,
Be allowed to make the decision
Of whether I get to be alive?!

I'm sick of always getting second place,
Always running around, always acting
As if it were nothing but a race,
When it's really just life.

I had all the right ingredients,
But what I failed to see,
Is that I'm just a should-have-been,
Look at what's happened to me.

So now I sit here alone.
I was always so sure I deserved to succeed,
But I was wrong, so wrong,
And now my heart bleeds.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Sonya

    Your poems just have so much meaning i love it! You are truly a very talented writer and should consider doing something with that. Of all your poems ive read i still feel like i dk but it just relates to me and those are the poems i like. so basically great poem!
    -luv-
    me

  • I was reading this poem again.. and now i could relate myself to another circumstance..... Thought i will share... IT so happened in my life... that i had to be a second preference for my boyfriend.... It's not because he has another girlfriend.. he had to neglect me for his family's sake...for what ever reason.... I don't consider this as a total failure.. i still wait in my life for him to come back.... But still presently i am second for him... and i am a looser. I don't want to win over his family... i just want to be withhis family....Some how... this poemdid remind me these... so i thought of sharing.

  • Hey ..its a nice poem... I have faced the same situations many a times... And that too it was my best friend always at the frist place. I always felt happy for her sucess..and i always got stuck..because i did never want her to loose also... We both were talented in the same fields and so i still stay second... I don't mind it.. but you know.. my parents keep saying...that..this.. you feel upset that time..

  • 20 years ago

    by Aken Sol

    Heh. I know all too well how you feel.
    Aken Sol