I knew this day would come, I tried talking to you, but you didn't listen, you ignored me as you usually do. If only you had known this was the last day you would see me, would you have acted differently, would you have treated me with respect? Think about that.
Did you notice how I wasn't eating? Did you notice how I ran to my room every evening to cry? No, you never did. I was always the spare, the one to force the blame upon if there were no answers. The others got respect, they were appreciated, when they did well they were rewarded, i was pushed aside, told not to always ask for attention, like a dessert too sickly to finish. There was no-one, no-one i could talk to, no-one i could share my problems with, I was alone in the world.
That's why i have left, that's why i will never return, i doubt you'll even notice, after a while i will just be another problem to big to think about and once again i will be pushed aside. I have warned you, tried talking to you, but you don't listen, you don't understand, no-one does.
