Yesterdays News
disappointment wells within my chest,
filling the corners of my soul
eleven years of here, there, you first, me last,
being there when you needed
dismissed like yesterday’s paper, used for
clean-up but not worth the paper it’s printed on
never again. Knowing where you stand is a
powerful force
knowing how many steps behind to walk
when not to talk, all for your relief
ignored like a crying child whose parents don’t hear,
don’t want to hear, don’t care to care
eleven long years of trying to be important and just
now realizing it was a wasted effort
do not pity me, for I have learned a lesson most
never learn, my eyes are wide open for life
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