My sadness

I'm everybody's friend but nobody's favorite Always the bridesmaid, never the bride I'm always choosing but never chosen Watering flowers, only for them not to grow I'm the runner but somehow I get ran through Always checking on everyone, while none of them checks on me I have no one to vent to Alone by myself Watching the sun set Days going by I get closer to dying Although it doesn't seem so Apparently I'm full of life