After years of fighting, I thought I had finally found my place. I thought I was finally where I belonged, where I was meant to be. I thought I was finally someone. But I was no one.
I was always no one. People around me left me unacknowledged. They left me in the dust to fend for myself. I wondered if life would get better if I just up and rant away.
Would anyone notice? Would anyone notice if I disappeared tomorrow and never came back? No one would.
No one will.