Would You Miss Me?

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Everyone wants to make their mark.  To leave things a little different than when they arrived.  To be noticed.  To be remembered.  No one wants to live, and die, with their life accounting for nothing....

Would you miss me if I was gone?  Would anyone?

And by miss I mean really miss.  Notice.  Not just toss a passing glance every once and a while.  Has my life impacted anyone to the point that things would stop if I were no longer here?

My son, yes.  But do I really only matter to one person????

I've been thinking about this a lot over the past few days, as I toss and turn at night.  Day in, and day out life goes on all around me.  I'm not a part of it any more.  I don't matter.  Not really.  Not in the way I want to.  To anyone.  Things would go on just the same without me.  

I've always been a wallflower.  But more and more, in a crowded room, I feel completely, totally, and utterly isolated.  Forgotten.  Alone.

A silent scream no one can hear.  An invisible face no one can see.

It really makes me wonder why, for the past two and a half years, I have been fighting so hard to stay...

I scream.  I cry.  I laugh.  I love.  And no one sees.

I beg for someone to take the time to let me know they notice.

It's a little like talking to the wind..