They have never been here for me
when I needed help,
like I was for them.
But I wondered,
as I watched,listened and waited.
How will it be on that day
on my long absence,
when that day comes
when I pass on,
will everyone miss me,
Since they did not help me,
will they now show off their fortune
to celebrate my demise,
wear me the best clothes,
put my body in the best casket,
spend the money
they never shared with me,
to entertain my friends
they have never met,
cry over me as if they meant it.
I can't imagine how
it will be on that day.
I guess it will be lonely,
as I'm used to loneliness.
All I ever want is for them to
remember me as loving them.
All I ever want is for
them to understand
why I never complained
about anything or
how they have treated
me as if am an outcast,
an unnecessary annoyance,
yet they call me beloved,
friend,Dad,brother,uncle.,
Mum,Aunty,Sister.
My heart hurts so much,
but you'll never see my tears,
Yes,I took it all in,
I took the pain,
I took the shame,
I took the blame,
I guess it's all good,
it's alright and,
it is nothing...
I'll be fine.
But you know what I found out,
They truly didn't know me,because,
I am like a time capsule
that has never been open.
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