I feel like that everyday.

Abandoned.

Like a stray.

Not that I hadn't worked.

Not that I hadn't deserved.

Not that I hadn't earned
my share of happiness.

But that people were too busy
looking to be happy
with the happy
than trying to bring happiness
to the unhappy.

Some people get more than they deserve.

Other people get less.

Love unevenly spread
can cause an unsightly mess.