No matter how hard I try and no matter how well I do,
There's always someone better, and I'm always number two.
Have you ever been here? It's truly a horrible place,
Trying not to be a sore loser, I lie to your face.
"Congratulations, you deserved the gold" That's what I tell you, and that's what you’re told.
But once I get home, I sit and wonder why, "Why can't I be any better? What good am I?"
Sitting in the back, the back of the class, the teacher hands me my test, I hardly got a pass.
Then I turn over, and ask you what you got, "A+" you say, another lesson taught.
Your average is 90, you’re beautiful no doubt,
And I'm in the other corner, sitting there with a pout.
Everything I do, and everything I say is never good enough, not worth your time of day.
There's always someone better, smart, and beautifier too, so why be me? When I could be you?
Looking through the mirror, I'm no longer me, my goal has been reached, and it’s you I see.
I'm no longer me, I am now the second you, even now that I'm different, I'm still number two.
*Horrible, I know. I just wrote that in the spur of the moment and also took out alot of the ending so please comment and vote! Thanks xox *
