Thundering storms, soaked to the bone,

       Tear stains mark my face, raspy tone;

Hidden in the alleyways, broken voice,

      Today, I was marked, the second choice.

It was all a game of who's the prettiest;

      I would never land in the category they said, they were the wittiest;

Smiling through my sorrow, their laughter make my insides hollow,

      I helplessly fell into the shallow.

Sarcasm was my defense, my dark humour my sanity,

     I broke my heart like the mirror on the vanity;

Sea of sadness, I drowned in ease,

    The facade I created, finally ceased.

I looked for chances, hope shone everyday,

     I turned out to be the friend who lost every way;

Figured I would not be loved, let alone prioritized,

      All my insecurities left me traumatized.

One day, a light appeared, consistent in give and take,

    I opened up to him, I had nothing to fake;

Out in the spotlight, bold voice,

     Today, I was embraced, as the first choice.