August 28, 2010
There's always someone who has to talk.
Who has to be in charge.
There's also someone else who won't,
For they don't feel as large.

I tend to be the lesser one,
Who trails a step behind.
But I wish to lead, I wish to speak,
It never leaves my mind.

But after years, I do not act
On my wish to finally shine.
For I can see I care no more,
And will always be behind.

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