Who Am I To You? Poem by Alison Smith

You are continuously saying
“I am alone, I have noone”
So who am I?

You say you wish you where dead
But I am there, what about me?
Do you hear how much you crush me?
Do you notice how I shrink from your words?
Do you realise I have feelings too?

What am I to you?
The “fluff on the side”
The vestibule of your hurt?
The person you turn to as a last resort!
Am I just that girl when you are free?

Do I count really?
I am sure the minute you see her
I am pushed to the background again.
Did you ever hear what I feel.
Your just more proof that I am “noone”

I see only the destruction of me
While I make you feel good
But you dont see me do you?
While you are ok – how I feel
Doesn't matter at all.

Do you know how it feels to be invisible?
Just every now and then I seek to be seen.
But thats rediculous, you prove that constantly
I am invisible and have no feelings.

You want someone to live your life out with.
“Pick me” but you see me as unavailable.
Haven't you seen how I live
and yet you have decided I will stay where I am
Why?
(Oct 2009)