The First Loser

The First Loser

Is that all I am to you
Simply just your number two
No matter how much you deny it
I always strike out

I was never taught to play this game
Even if I was
It’s just not my thing

When you’re up to bat
It’s hit after hit after hit
Until you get that home run
You point to me and confess
“That one’s for you”

Have you every stopped to think
I don’t want it that way
This is truly your own selfish game

I’m still the one on the sidelines
While you run those bases
I wait for your little game to end

Counting down the seconds
Until I get to see who you really are
The rap-along
Hug his mother
Never hurt a girl
Guy you truly are

But who would I be to judge your obsession
Baseball was your sport long before I met you
And will be long until after I’m gone

That’s the part you don’t understand though
I want to leave
I can leave
I should leave
But I won’t
I know you can change who you are
The choices you make now are temporary
Baseball is set to only nine innings
I can’t wait for the seventh inning stretch

I’ll keep telling you how it makes me feel
How I deserve better
And how you do too

You’re hurting all the people who love you
Your mom, my mom
Your dad, my dad
Me, but mostly yourself

You’ve had your fun
The game needs to end
I don’t want you to play in the majors
You’re too good for that

But until you see it for yourself
There is nothing more I can do

They say in love
You sacrifice for the other
That’s what I’ll keep doing

You see me as second place
And you insist it’s not a bad thing
But in reality
I’m the first loser