How do you know how important you are?
Do I think more of you than you think of me?
I am hopeless and alone, always and forever.
As much as I help, it’s never enough.
As much as I love, I hurt.
I am not important and never have been.
To those I care about, they care little for me.
I am hopeless and alone, always and forever.
I am the one who gets tossed aside, forgotten each time.
A new thing comes along.