When I feel left outI feel run overI know its in my headBut I feel deadWhen Im not invitedWill I always be the one left behind the door?Could I ever be the one you will open for?Whenever you need meIll forget it allWhenever you need meIll believe that I belongWhenever you need meWhenever you reach outIll be thereWhenever you changeYour mind Ill forgiveYou made me wrongSometimes I feel ashamedThat I am longingTo be a part of youOne of the fewWhy is it so exciting?Who am I to always preach on equality?When all I really ever am is a wannabeWhenever you need me.
