Alternative

[discomfort]

I'm tired of being second
Why put all that before me
I never asked for any more
Than consideration and affinity
I break down on the stairs
Evidentally narcosis comforts better
Stimulants to numb what you lack
You're the ultimate abettor
Why forbid me from healing
Why keep me from what I deserve
He's done what you never could do
What's left he attempts to preserve
Numbing your senss caused you to forget
Convinced you I wouldn't resist
But I'm gonn be who I want to
I am your antithesis