You've kindly filled my world with listening, but only when you felt like it. Mostly you just wanted someone to listen to you. I needed a lot of listening and I'm really good at listening. Things are funny like that. Not funny in the way where I laughed when you would tell a joke or do an impression. But funny in the painful way like how everyone else could see it but you. Funny in the way that I tried and I tried and oh, how I tried. Nothing was more difficult than trying, so I gave up. I always thought you did too, but now I doubt you ever even tried at all. But I Still Think The World Of You. I'll always see something. Staring into eyes that never looked backed into mine was easy. I never had to worry about you noticing so I had a chance to absorb everything. I never knew what it was like to be ignored until you - I never actually cared. Each time you neglected me only gave me a chance to learn something new. I learned so much and yet I never learned enough. I Hope You Think The World Of Yourself. But even if you don't, know there is someone that does.