Runner-Up

Second best at most,
But mostly second best,
And lying words so often heard,
Don’t give my patience rest.

So I try to ignore them,
But the problem only grows,
I fight the hate with love,
Yet I still lose my repose.

If I somehow was able,
To attenuate my pain,
And still I felt like this,
There’d be no one else to blame.

However as it stands,
If any longer I’m ignored,
I’m giving up on friends,
For they’re too much to afford.