There Is No Worthy Title - Poem by Lauren Pandy
Step into my heart, for it is connected to my mind
Maybe then you'll feel what it's like to be left behind
What if I disappeared? Would I even matter then?
Al I ever wanted was to matter to them
Do you know what it's like? Do you even really care?
To realize the ones who made me always refuse to be there
They're always way too busy 'We'll have to schedule you in'
Apparently being their daughter has worn them way too thin
I'll never be what they wanted or be seen as an adult
Nothing's ever good enough, for I'm always the one at fault
What if I fell far from this Earth? Would you even blink?
If you never saw me again, what would you and Dad think?
Would you ever miss me and would you even care?
Or would you even notice that I was no longer there?
These questions are legitimate - thoughts of a sound mind
Sometimes I second guess myself - Is it me or you who's blind?
There's a war in my head and it's waging in my heart
I know what needs to be done, but have I the strength to do my part?
They say it will get better, but I already know
That after all is said and done, that this was just a show
Truth will always show itself; it either makes or breaks you
And since I've experienced both, there's not much left you can do
Eventually, you both will see but it will be too late
I will be strong enough to know and accept my fate
You think that you can tread on me, well I've got news for you
there will come a day and time my inner strength shows through
I'll carry myself high and strong, and leave you all behind
But still be with you, distantly, in case you change your mind
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