Self-Distraction.

When I was lining up, endlessly waiting for my turn to come.

They cut my line - twice.

Lucky them.

They got it twice, while I'm still here - waiting for just once.

How come it seemed so easy for them?

I know it ain't the right thing to do, to be contemplating on the reasons why. But I just can't help but to be envious.

Oh, I'd give anything, and absolutely anything just so that I could've done the same.

When "March" was intended for you,
Cuz only you'd understand it.

I don't know why myself, but I really wanted you to see it.