In love, I never came first
Always the rule and never the exception
Always the "you're so kind and sweet"
"so loyal and laid back and funny"
Always the "why are you single?"
"How many guys are you talking to?"
I struggled to be the exception
I fought to be the exception
But for some reason I was never good enough
Every time I tried to step out of my box,
I was reminded that "I'm so sweet and kind"
And while it was great to be those things
It always made me the rule and never the exception
