The Runner-Up.

I swear I always mess up,
will never compare to you.
We may both have wet eyes,
but your flames will consume.

Eat up every flaw,
break me down to ash.
Your light shines brighter,
please just end it fast.

Tell me I'm nothing,
please top off my week.
I need the encouragement,
to cry myself to sleep.

Pretend you don't know,
like you can't see it too.
Look at this face,
it can't ever be you.