I have it
And I'm not glad
I've got athazagoraphobia
And I've got it bad
My fear is being forgotten
Unloved
Ignored
Just a weed umong flowers
So small
Unlike The Lord
I'm alone
And I wonder if someone cares
Truly
From their heart
Without seeing all my wears
I've got athazagoraphobia
And I'm not glad
Help me before
It gets too bad
I realize now
No one can help
I'm ignored
And alone
Just a little welp
When you look closer at life
You realize
All anyone cares about is themself
