I am always sitting in the shadows
Lesser than the people ahead of me
Stuck behind the yellow line that is my home
I always get second best
No one comes to save me
I'm always pushed away
Lesser than even a stranger
Can't people see?
You can't come throw me aside like a used toy
You can't just throw me aside like I have no feelings
I need to break out
Why won't you let me?
For I am the peasant in you little game of king
So I'll be in my room sit back and listen to the angels sing