Empty.

I feel a little emptier inside,
Knowing that I do all of this for you,
And here’s the fact I simply can’t abide:
It hurts to know I care more than you do.
And tell me, why are you oblivious-
Blind- to my strong desire to fit in?
I wish I could be noteworthy and thus,
I venture, but with fear of rejection.
I know that I no longer cross your thoughts,
I know that I’m a shadow in your mind,
But you couldn’t even register the loss-
The misery- of being left behind.
I feel-I know- yet, no one is aware:
I love you more, and you could hardly care.