Loss

It's a shame you never loved me,

It's not your loss, it's all mine.

Because most my friends had 3 or 4
Who told them off,
then hugged them tight.
Who made them laugh,
with tales of plight.
And who loved their every flaw.

It's a shame you were my only one,

Yet I was one of many.

Because I always found out how

When you went away

You took the others,

But never me,

Or my brothers,

And it's bothering me now.

I have nothing to remind me,

'Cept a picture I procured.

Because you never really knew me.
Photos that I sent
You never saw,
Never opened,
Were found in a drawer.
And so that's my family.

It's a shame you never loved me,

Because I'm worth it, don't you know.

©Lisa Lee 2013, sleeping in Elvegren Life