Left alone in the dark.
Left to be eaten by the shark.
Should I stay here?
I should I disappear?
If I'll be forgotten forever,
might as well sleep whenever.
No one will remember me.
So just leave me be.
No one will remember who I was.
Their memory of me will all be fuzz.
But it's fine for my I guess.
Because I am a big mess.
So I'll be forgotten. It's okay.
Guess they'll forget me when I'm far away.
Funny story:
I actually didn't finish poem until a few days ago... I wrote the title and a few lines... I guess the poem "Forgotten" was forgotten ( ̄︶ ̄;)