L-A-S-T.

Say it with me.

Last.

The word that I hated so dearly.

The word that sparked fear.

The word that made me sad.

But, maybe being chosen last

Isn't all that bad?

L-A-S-T

Say it with me.

Last.

The word that I loved so dearly.

The word that sparked gratitude.

The word that made me have hope.

But, being chosen last

Is someone else's way to cope?