I wake up each morning
Dreading for the day to come
I always think about how
You never look at me
Even once
Even when I wave my hand to say hi
With my friends I see a sparkle in your eyes
When those eyes turn to me, it sputters out
The strange thing is
I say to myself
Whenever theres no one left
The sparkle returns
Clear and strong
But hollow and empty on the inside
I keep thinking
What am I to you?
I have been here for you the longest
I have listened to your worries
I stood up straight for you
When your tears rolled down your cheeks
Perhaps, I think
The one who stays the longest
Is the one who
People no longer wish to approach
















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