Q:  If I’m missing, would you miss me?
                                                                   A:  You wouldn’t.

           Because I don’t believe you’ve ever cried yourself to sleep at night
Simply because you were missing the sound of my voice or the sight of my smile
    Because you’ve never imagined what it would be like to fall asleep at night
    And wake up with me right next to you, incased in the warmth of your arms
           Because there’s never been a time where you craved my company
                Or just wanted to have a conversation just to be engaged
                                     Because the nice ones finish last,
                                           That is- if they finish at all
                               Because girls like me aren’t dreamt about
                                         Aren’t talked about in flattery
                                             Stared upon on sidewalks

                                                        I don’t get
                                                          Noticed

                                             You never notice a thing

                                        That I’ve been starving myself
                                     When there were slits on my wrist
                          All of the tears secretly seeping out of my eyes
                                  The irregular pattern of my breathing
                                               My lack of inspiration
                                        The plead for help in my eyes

                                                my entire disguise

                                    You’d never notice if I went missing
                                                  I hold no presence
                                           I bring nothing to the table
                                                  I offer what I am,
                                           And when you’re too busy
                                Everything I am fades into the background

                      And from the sadness of my heart, it’s soothing to know
                               That I wouldn’t make a mess if I chose to go.