3169) I’m ultimately forgettable. I don’t know how I got this way, I guess it’s because I don’t want to be a nuisance. But I’m forgettable, I’m not special and no one notices when I’m not there. I’m easily replaceable and I’ve been replaced by everyone. I’m the backup friend, the one that’s unfortunately always there because I’m no one’s number one. So I just sit. And I wait for one of my number ones to lean back and acknowledge me for once. I’ve always been this way, I should be used to it by now. But I’m not. Being invisible is just something that you don’t get used to.
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