Being the second best..

    It's hard. There will come a time when you just want to lock yourself inside your room sitting in that corner thinking why aren't you good enough. You've done it all with the best you could but you still ended up the second best. This isn't purely about achievements but rather some other things we refused to recognize. It's when the your presence in non-existent. Everyone fails to recognize your existence. It's when you exist however they still look for another person's company. It feels so insulting but that outcast, i-don't-need-you is dominating and it consumes every inch of you and you ended up feeling, worthless because you're just the second best and everyone prefers the best.