A lost step
A forgotten chance
Maybe a wrong turn
Broken promises
Freighting fights
Making a simple division
But giving forgiveness
Only to clash again
Pointing out the bad spots
Faking a laugh that she is skinnier
She criticizes when you don't eat
Saying you never really cut yourself
So why are these arms covered in scars
You are always worse
She is better
Never even as good as second best.
