I feel people slowly drifting away from me, I hear the tiredness in their voices, their enthusiasm depleting the more they see me, I notice the days that turned into weeks where yet again, I’m forgotten.
I think I’m the music in the background, I’m here but not enough to be noticed, I’m supposed to board a plane but I’m left behind, I don’t know if I did this or if it’s something I should try repairing, but I feel my company becoming unnecessary, but I guess, I’m okay with that.
Chaotic Virgo💤 