Importance

Sometimes we know that there are others more important than us.

 I was never a top priority.

Why do I keep expecting that I will one day become important too?

That one day I will become their top priority.

Why am I expecting something that will never come? 

I am nothing.

Just a nobody.

This is my life. 

I just have to accept it.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
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