Option

An option I have been once, or twice, or perhaps my whole life Never a priority, waiting in the corner, with shattered dignity How much more can this heart endure, all due to my foolish mistakes If you are not deemed worthy of someone's time, then you are simply an option Option A lesser prize in turbulent times, dry bread in the midst of hunger Just another name on his list, a rose fading into the mist An option that could be my alias, giving so much but receiving only crumbs Lost in a vicious circle, waiting for a miracle, but it never happens Oh, how well I know this feeling, being an option or a side statue Being a consolation prize, being empty inside If you are not deemed worthy of someone's time, then you are simply an option Option Option A lesser prize in turbulent times, dry bread in the midst of hunger Just another name on his list, a rose fading into the mist If you are not deemed worthy of someone's time, then you are simply an option Option A lesser prize in turbulent times, dry bread in the midst of hunger Just another name on his list, a rose fading into the mist A rose fading into the mist Option