Forgotten
Yeah, go off,
Enjoy yourselves,
I don't care,
Just leave me on the shelf.
You guys don't notice,
That I help you shine,
But you all ignore me,
I'm just wasting my time.
I pass by,
And you smile and laugh,
Not because of me,
But for others who pass.
I sit there with you,
On that table so round.
You never notice me crying,
Even though I'm so loud.
Am I really here?
Or am I a figment of imagination?
Would you guys even notice,
If I moved across the nation?
Am I really here?
Or am I a ghost?
Like someone who would come back,
To visit this earth?
Sometimes I feel like,
I've been thrown away,
Just like the trash,
Each and every day.
I don't get it,
I don't know why,
But when I pass by,
You guys never say hi.
One thing I've noticed,
As the time went by,
When I walk away,
You guys only say bye.
I feel like I'm not wanted,
Oh! How this makes me feel so rotten,
But I think,
And I know,
That I have been,
FORGOTTEN.
Copyright © Christina Sanchez | Year Posted 2009
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