Analysis of The struggle

Here we are once again my cries fall on deaf ears
Give my all I'm still second best it's been like that for years
What's it take for me to be seen or acknowledge that I exist
If I vanish from your life I doubt I'd even be missed
I'm no silver tongue but I am loyal and fun
That's not enough along comes a pretty face and you run
I see the beauty in your soul and pain behind your smile
It'd be nice if someone seen mine once in awhile
Until that day I'll slowly withdraw and take a back seat
There's no point fighting anymore I know when I'm beat.