The spotlight is not hers to have

She is not particularly Smart, Pretty, Funny, Or even Kind

Their first instinct is to disagree

But a half-hearted lie only leads to half a heartbreak

Because deep down the other half has always known

She is but an extra in their story

Just accomplished enough to keep the editor satisfied

Yet that red pen looms, looms, looms.

Because when the curtain falls it doesn't matter what happens to her

There is no one watching her story unfold

There will be no meet cute

There will be no award acceptance speech

There will be no climax

Even so, she wishes to cast shadows.