Second To A No One Poem by Mallory Stephens

Second place
Next to you
Again
Im always second
Second in line to be yours
Second in line to win your heart
Second in line for life
Why does this happen?
Are you trying to replace me?
Why do you compare me to her?
She no better than me
Why do you do this to me?
Why aint i good enough?
Will i ever be?
All i want is to be yours
Is that too much to ask?
Will I ever be good enough?
good enough for you?