Have you ever felt like you're number two?..you're always the second or the 3rd person someone talks to,the 2nd or 3rd person someone calls,the 2nd or 3rd person someone messages,the 2nd or 3rd person who gets called to hangout or everything..and you only become the number one,when folks who are actually number one ain't around,.you'll always be number two,due to some untold reason,but you just deduce it after a while,like when you just become invisible in a group.Maybe of the way you look,the way you dress,the way you talk,maybe cuz you're not like someone else,cuz people think you're weird,or when they just don't bother to find out what type of person you actually are..reasons like that...but from time to time,you suddenly become number one,albeit briefly and yeah,it makes a person feel elated,to feel wanted..but just for that moment.
Everyone could do with that feeling,but the sad part is when you realize the only reason someone talks or communicates with you,is because the person that they actually want to talk or see ain't there.so you sadly have to be the next best option,the stand in,or the substitute which ever name you'd prefer...And it's almost like they're forced to talk to you cuz that beats being lonely..and for that moment,they'll make you feel like you matter,or make you feel like a million dollars..you suddenly think the world is not that bad after all,that it's different,and that people actually realize you're actually an ok person.In a nutshell,you stop being invisible...And it stays like that for a few days..Then only do you realize the actual picture,when you're not needed anymore after the actual person that they wanted in the first place returns.and you get sidelined..And forgotten..people always disappoint,one way or the other.that's what i still and will always feel..
The feeling kinda sucks,and that beautiful world that you painted with oh so many vibrant colours and shades,suddenly ceases to feel merry anymore.the colours run,and all you're left with is the plain backdrop that you first started with..so i guess,you're better off not painting anything at all in the 1st place,if all you're going to end up with is a failed attempt at picture perfect happiness..so why bother eh..
Everyone could do with that feeling,but the sad part is when you realize the only reason someone talks or communicates with you,is because the person that they actually want to talk or see ain't there.so you sadly have to be the next best option,the stand in,or the substitute which ever name you'd prefer...And it's almost like they're forced to talk to you cuz that beats being lonely..and for that moment,they'll make you feel like you matter,or make you feel like a million dollars..you suddenly think the world is not that bad after all,that it's different,and that people actually realize you're actually an ok person.In a nutshell,you stop being invisible...And it stays like that for a few days..Then only do you realize the actual picture,when you're not needed anymore after the actual person that they wanted in the first place returns.and you get sidelined..And forgotten..people always disappoint,one way or the other.that's what i still and will always feel..
The feeling kinda sucks,and that beautiful world that you painted with oh so many vibrant colours and shades,suddenly ceases to feel merry anymore.the colours run,and all you're left with is the plain backdrop that you first started with..so i guess,you're better off not painting anything at all in the 1st place,if all you're going to end up with is a failed attempt at picture perfect happiness..so why bother eh..
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