become
Wishing, waiting
For you to see
What’s become of me?
I love
I hurt
I cry
I pray
For you to see
What I’ve become
I love you
I wish to be
Your wife
But I won’t be
Second best to them
I watch, and see
What you’ve become
You’re not the same
And their to blame
But yet you think
That it’s me
And yet here
I stand, waiting to see
What’s become of us?
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