Gone

I realized that..

ever since I was a kid..

People usually turn me down..

All my cries will fall on deaf ears..

The times when you are asked to put your hand down

when you have an idea..

"Let's put a pin on that"

they would say..

and never get back to you on that..

they'll tell me the nicest things..
just so I shut up for the mean time..

Makes me wonder what the world would think if I was gone..

"He was a good guy."

*just because he's gone*

I'm sorry  I wasn't a better person..

I'm trying..
everyday..

I'm sorry yh..