I am nobody’s first
Nobody’s first thought when they wake up
Nobody’s first to tell good news too
Nobody’s first love
Nobody’s first hug in a crowd
Nobody’s first desire to see
I am nobody’s first
Nobody’s first best friend
Nobody’s first choice
Nobody’s first call
Nobody’s first shot
Nobody’s first worry
I am second
The second friend
The second or third love
It’s nice to be wanted
But I still stray at the edge
Of every group and every clique
Because I am nobody’s first
And for some reason, that hurts worst
I don’t mind being second or more
I just want to be somebody’s first.
Silver trophy winner
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