Passing by
Without even a glance
Without even a thought

Its you everyday

Its not just you
Its everyone

No
I was not just
A chapter in your book
I was a sentence
In your whole
Bookshelf with millions of books

And of course
I'm on that page
Of the dusty old book
You haven't opened in years
And of course
You haven't even bothered to
Reread the book
And you don't even remeber
The storyline.