Short Stories

[poetry: granted]

i love people and care for them,

though i don't think they understand

how much i do,

i believe they take it for granted.

it's a shame,

even though i sound like i'm complaining.

i'm not.

i just would like to be

appreciated.

i'm not trying to be an attention seeker,

no, i'm not like that. nor a cheater.

but it doesn't matter,

even after you read this you'll eventually forget.

one of peoples' many flaws,

and still take my love and care,

for granted.

it's tragic.