B.O.A.T.S: A story of betrayal

Should I tell her

Does she know

Why do they all come

This isn't the first time

Should I do this

I think I like him

Why did they choose me

This isn't the first time

She always gets them first

Her beauty lights the room

When mine just blends with the darkness

This isn't the first time

The silence that fills the room is deafening

When I'm contemplating talking

The breeze chokes me or is it just fear

That she might feel betrayed

This isn't the first time

Did I betray her

Did my body draw them to me

Do they lust after me even though they love her

I'm I the second option

Was I always the second option

The back up Plan?

This isn't the first time

artiste (words inspired by memories from my university days)