Maybe I was born to be someone unloved, someone who always watches the lovers from afar,
Wishing on every star,
that maybe someone would love me the same way,
Someone who would always stay.
Maybe I was born to always love but not to be loved,
Someone who always listens but is forever unheard,
I look at other people and realise that they atleast have God on their side,
And I am just another sinner that's not good enough to be on the side of light,
At the end of the day I have no one,
I don't think I am worth the risk for anyone,
I am always going to be a second choice,
Never am I going to be the love in someone's eyes,
I am not worth it for anyone to say "She's mine",
How can I expect to be loved when I've crossed so many lines.
© Prajakta