April 9, 2011


I feel like I'm always second.
Second best, last resort.
I want to be someone's first.
Maybe not only.
Well, at least only while they're with me.
I feel like I'm only approached by desperate men.
Men who yell across the street.
Honk their horns at me.
I try to be polite.
But does no one know how to treat a lady?

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