You shout, not to anyone in particular,
As you leap out of your bed.
You greet Tony,
And the whale,
And even Kumakichi,
But never me.
You turn up the radio,
And dance to Party In The USA
As you stick some bagels in the toaster.
One for yourself,
Another for Tony (even though he screams "Btch motherfcker sh*t!"),
But none for me.
You don't even look at me.
It's like I'm a ghost,
Like I'm not even here.
Or maybe I am,
But I'm just invisible.
We head off to the world meeting,
Which is in a building barely 5 minutes away
From your mansion in Washington DC.
When we get there, Cuba pulls me aside
And screams at me for things you've done.
He's loud, other nations gather around us,
Some even try to pull Cuba away from me,
But you don't do anything.
You don't even notice.
You just stare at Greece,
Who apparently brought 55 cats with him.
It's like we're all ghosts,
Like we're not even here.
Or maybe I truly am a ghost.
Just a lonely spirit and country,
Slowly fading until nothing is left.
Perhaps that's why nobody notices me,
Or remembers who I am.
Why you all freak out
When you realise I'm in the same room.
Maybe I truly am a ghost.
Just a lonely ghost named Canada.
Another Aph!Canada poem.
Canada says Kumakichi instead of Kumajiro because he and Kumajiro never remember each others' names (well, at least Canada remembers the 'Kuma' part). Tony, being the foul-mouthed alien that he is, swears way too much while trying to say politely that he does not want a bagel. Cuba beating up Canada doesn't require too much explanation, just watch Hetalia. Greece bringing 55 cats is a little reference to a cat sanctuary on the Greek island of Syros (the sanctuary is called God's Little People Cat Rescue), and also I imagine Greece would totally do that at some point considering how much he loves his cats.