It would be so much easier
To accept that I'm not of
Much importance
To the world
As much as
I thought I would be
It's not all about me
They would say
Undeserving of anyone's
Time and love
Was what I would hear
I'm slowly fading away
I pray when the perfect dawn arrives
I would be nothing but
Dust
And hopefully then
I am
At peace
- Forgotten
