I dont matter I dont matter.
I dont matter.
And I can clearly see it.
You mourn so deeply.
Over your lost love.
And I could never be it.
You're never alone.
Because I follow.
We both have so much pride to swallow.
If I could I would have danced for you.
Like a geisha in wooden shoes.
I just want to be noticed.
Is that so wrong?
Give me credit for being here all along!
For baring my heart.
For baring our son.
Even if to you, Im not the one.
I want to matter.
But, I dont matter.
And I can clearly see it.
I just want to be a friend.
Will I ever be it?
Last edited by Peach_follows; Feb 11, 2007 at 04:18 PM.
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