Forgotten, lost, abandoned;
Ditched, dismissed, or left unheard.
Requests linger in the air;
Questions arise, we don't know where.
A suspicion here then a comment absurd;
In this way we learn our lot.
Illusions no longer distract reality,
Center sun of the universe.
Truths now forcefully insist;
Specks of dust, we merely exist.
No shining star to produce the life,
Only here to reflect the light.
Truly we find no leading place;
No starring role, no center stage.
In the audience, alone in the crowd;
Noone listens, our voice is caged.
In that group, added chorus brightens suns surrounding;
Alone the sound is dead, tainted, ignored silence.
Background noise, that's all they think,
When they see us do a walk-on.
Dance dance little monkey;
Beg for notice, beg for coin.
Taken for granted;
Mere sidenote, comrade.
Determine if this truth;
Do not rant, do not rave.
Anger simmers, it does not boil.
Find a path, walk away;
Believe in self, in numbers not.
Lead the song not the chorus.