To Be Nothing

You never listened

You never cared

I was missing

Some heart repairs

 

You showed me the door 

which I would walk through

With my heart fully sore

but it didn't matter to you

 

You have three spare

so what am I to you?

Just another kid

that meant nothing to you?

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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