Why do they watch while you're new,
then look away once you're known?
Why do they listen-
only until they stop caring?
Why does it leave me feeling
like an open book no one reads,
a subject no one hates,
but no one chooses?
They speak just enough
to keep you there,
then vanish
when the light moves on.
And I stay-
watching everyone else shine
while I dim.
I don’t hate them for leaving.
I hate them for making me doubt
what I was good at,
for teaching me to overexplain
just to be held in place.
I am not porcelain-
not something to handle gently
and forget.
I am not netherite-
not something unbreakable,
studied for its strength.
I am human.
So stay-
not for a moment,
not for novelty.
Stay long enough
that I don’t feel
like something temporary.
Love me
without making me earn
the right to exist.
Mar 27
Mar 27, 2026 at 11:02 AM UTC
Why do they watch while you're new,
then look away once you're known?
Why do they listen-
only until they stop caring?
Why does it leave me feeling
like an open book no one reads,
a subject no one hates,
but no one chooses?
They speak just enough
to keep you there,
then vanish
when the light moves on.
And I stay-
watching everyone else shine
while I dim.
I don’t hate them for leaving.
I hate them for making me doubt
what I was good at,
for teaching me to overexplain
just to be held in place.
I am not porcelain-
not something to handle gently
and forget.
I am not netherite-
not something unbreakable,
studied for its strength.
I am human.
So stay-
not for a moment,
not for novelty.
Stay long enough
that I don’t feel
like something temporary.
Love me
without making me earn
the right to exist.
