Wish I could be the one
instead of the one on the
sidelines.

Looking at you, as you kiss her
instead of me.

I want you.
Both of you.

But I'm not sure who I want the most,
Or if I just want
me.

Don't let go of me,
Don't pull back,
Pull
closer
and
hold me to you tightly.

As I try and decide
which one of you
I really want.

Black eye make-up and scars,
Not knowing who you really are,
Trying to cover up everything you feel-
Just like me.

And I long to
connect
with you,
Even if it's just for a moment.

Oh, just let me keep you both.