In the end

I’m always gonna choose my friend’s happiness.
In the end
it’s always me who’ll go down.
In the end
I’ll be the one suffering.
In the end
I’ll always be second place
In the end
I’ll let you win and you’ll have what I’ve always wanted.
In the end
I’ll be the loser, but it’s okay. Atleast you’re happy.

Don’t mind me. It’s okay. My feelings doesn’t matter anyway.