second fiddle

Was never my chair

I’m beginning to see

You no longer hear…

I have to stop playing

It’s been over 10 years

I don’t want the spot light

But part-time anything

Just Isn’t my gig

You aren’t pulling me

Forward as I fade to the back

You’ve made your choice

Not by voice but by act

Of leaving my side…

I’ve been trying so hard

To make you see

But I’m finally realizing

It’s her

And not me..,