I am the forgotten child, the one everyone harasses
I called my mom to pick me up and she forgot
My friends won’t give up
For once I wish they would forget me
So maybe I’ll disappear, be lost in time and space
I’ll remove my face from the crowd and become the forgotten child
So good-bye maybe forever mabye for today...
I am now the forgotten child
A contest entry
- When All Else Fails. by Poetryintheblood.
425 points, ended May 21, 2008, 12 entries
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Thank you for your most heartfelt and truthfully spoken entry, good luck in my contest, Josie
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cute
if this is how you really feel tho, you should find a hobby. If you choose piano tho, make sure you have a good teacher or it will be *bunny*. I know by experience
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You won't be forgotten.
Hell no, this day will probably go down in the books for biggest PMS fest ever for me. Well My self pity drowning is done with. -
don't worry, no one is ever truely forgotten...
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Touching
Very touching poem, it will not be forgotten. Life is more then how we feel as children, it gets better, when you are older. I am sorry that you feel forgotten, I wish that every mom could make their children feel like the most important person in the world. Unfortunately moms are human, and they often make many very painful mistakes. I have learned something from your poem, you have inspired me to try harder for my children. I pray that your mom gets the inspiration she needs to try harder to help you understand you worth. I am sorry if this is too forward, I am assuming this poem comes from your heart.
Take care
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not a chance
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