forgotten ~ a poem by: @inked_thoughts ------------------------------- So much has changed since all of us met, Relationships formed, goals are set. Yet I thought it would go differently, I imagined myself cherished in memories. But when I look back at all of those faces, I realize, we’re all in different places. Content to just settle for goodbye. Why do I suddenly have tears in my eyes? Things change, I know that is true. But why did I think it’d be different for you? Now I’ve been left feeling nothing but blue. But for once I thought.. maybe I’d be remembered too. I’ve always believed in fate. That I’d be able to deal with everything on my plate, But things are starting to pile up at a dangerous rate, Now I can’t even think straight. Everyone’s moved on, leaving me in the past. I just want a friend, is that so much to ask? Pushed under water, can’t even swim. Desperate for friends, acting on whim. Laughing with them, trying to fit in. But I can’t even understand what kind of mess I’m in. These faces are different, yet they act the same; Just much more obvious, I’m the one to blame. I’ve been playing the fool for years on end, Now I can’t do anything but pick up a pen. Realization hits like a ton of bricks. I’ve been nothing but a hopeful pri©k. These people think I never take offense. Cracking jokes at my expense. I try to brush it off as a harmless jab, But I’ve always been like a rat in a lab; Each little poke, each curious prod, Leaves me feeling strangely odd. Near the end I found someone worth keeping, But I guess you never did share the same feeling. For me, you were someone I didn’t feel like sharing, To you, I was someone that you were always comparing. Now everything becomes crystal clear, I’ve never been someone people hold dear. Never been someone worth keeping. Maybe I didn’t deserve the feeling. Everything is far out of my control, I’m now left with a fractured soul. Never been someone’s first choice, Struggling with feelings I can’t even voice. Sitting alone on the bus every single time, Pretending pretending that everything’s fine. Watching them chat, smile, and laugh. I can feel my heart breaking slowly in half. Sitting with me out of pity alone, I’ve been pushed right out of my comfort zone. Never defended, never adored, All of these worries go straight to my core. Maybe this is how it was meant to be: A life spent yearning for what I’ll never see, A place where I belong, a hand to hold. Instead of this emptiness that’s grown old. Here I am with a trembling hand, Pouring out words they’ll never understand. A quiet whisper, a desperate plea. Please, please just don’t forget about me.
