Ignored

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It's that feeling you get when your all alone,

In your room late at night,

Starting to cry,

Knowing no one will care,

If you didn't wake up tomorrow.

Life used to be perfect,

Always the center of attention,

Everyone cared.

Years later things started to go south,

No one really paid attention,

No one even noticed if you were there,

They would only pay attention,

To someone else,

It was like you had disappeared
off the face of the Earth.

Know at three in the morning,

I lay down my pencil,

And set my note on the side table,

Taking the pills and putting them in my mouth,

I swallow knowing that in Heaven,

I will no longer be ignored.

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