I’m not the one who was first in line
I’m the other one really all this time,

I wasn’t the one asked to go to college
I’m the other one left out on the shelf

I’m not the one gathering accolades
I’m the other one always in the shades

I’m not the one who travelled the world
I’m the other one hiding behind a shield

I’m not the one who was spoiled from birth
I’m the other one who engendered the mirth

I’m not the one, named the apple of the eyes
I’m the other one whose label I despised.

I’m not the one who had a path to follow
I’m the other one feeling a kind of sorrow

I’m not the one who was head of the queue
I’m the other one who felt everything undue

I’m not the one who was always listened to
I’m the other one ignored not given his due

I’m not the one whose life was of account
I’m the other one for nothing did I amount.