Hurt?
No
Upset?
Not really
More like overlooked
Underappreciated
Hopeful and Humble
I guess I should be
Cocky and Brash
Confident and Coy
Selfish and Conceited
Bashful and Wry
But at the same time
why bother
I'm happy when the only thing I have to hold on to are memories and sensations I thought I lost
The attention I seek isn't even for any kind of validation
More of just an interpretation of our standing
what I mean to you is all I want to know
am I a part? a pawn? a fool? a toy?
I'm okay with it I just want to know
how do  I make things easier and effortless
I'm getting alittle tired of filling out the rainchecks

The last night of Summer,
Closing eyes on herself.
Leaves start changing colors,
A charismatic wealth.
The moon still remaining,
Perched high in the sky.
As the last rose of Summer,
It withers and dies.
The last kiss of Summer,
That was two years ago.
Puckering up for your poison,
Wish I knew what I now know.
But it takes being defeated,
More times then none.
To really appreciate,
The Summer's last sun.