Poems and Stuff Part 2

The Forgotten One

I watched you drive away,

week after week, year after year.

I was left alone,

with my heartaches and tears.

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The last born,

one, you did not want.

Even after all this time,

the pain, it still haunts.

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On holidays and birthdays,

I was always forgotten.

But when it came to her,

You've spoiled rotten.

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It hurt to be shunned,

by my own father.

That you never accepted,

you have two daughters.

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The forgotten one,

is who I will always be.

The one you didn't want,

will always be me.