Ignored

It’s strange to be alive and yet, To somehow be ignored For some event in which so many Others are on board. It’s like you don’t exist or worse, You never did belong To a group where your connection, In your mind, at least, was strong. But feeling hurt does nothing. You must heed the wake-up shout And detach yourself from those who sow, In spirits, seeds of doubt. For as long as there are some Who give you love and true support, You can let the others go And you will never come up short.