What About Me?

the first poem I ever wrote…

Handwritten version
Handwritten version

What About Me?

I can’t stand being like this

Just nothing, zilch, nada

I don’t know what to do

And I’ve got no place to go.

When I’m out of place

I’m a creature without a face

I hate it

Can’t do anything but sit.

Everyone seems to like you

While I’m feeling very blue

When it comes to you, you’re always appreciated

But when it’s me, I’m rejected.

What about me?

I’m begging for your attention, oh please!

Don’t make me feel like a fish out of water

‘Cause I still exist

It’s your presence which I missed.


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