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last to know

Ok! Lemme be honest here
Despite giving those silent stares
Of love to the loved ones
I can’t help but frown
Cause i always feel ignored
They won’t notice me even if i roared
I’m always the one who’s considered last
Despite going as fast
As i can to help them if they ever need me
But i’m satisfied just to be
Included even if i am the last one
In their mind but i say i’m done
But not done,  cause i need them
Just to feel the same
Thing every freaking time
Just so that i can whine
About my feelings to them
Which may be seen as a lame
Excuse to keep friends
But that’s the only excuse i have hence
I put up with the shits just like they have put up with mine
But one day i will shine
And they will put me first
And they will burst
Up with tears
Andd i won’t be the last to know
Everything...
-yakaa: jujaan

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