I guess it is a blessing
To own up little space
For even when I disappear
My absence is not felt

I've never owned a character
Solely by just myself
For I have shared identities
Always with someone else

I may be a daughter
But I'm not the only one
I'm not even the most special
Nor the favorite one at all

I may be a sister
But I'm not the only one
And whatever I can do
Someone else could do it, too

I may be a friend
But I'm not the only one
I'm not even the most remembered
See? I never even get greeting cards

And let's not even talk about
Being someone's special one
Because, really,
I don't have anyone

To anyone,
I am never number one
To everyone,
I am but a part of one

In this world
I take only little space
In someone's life
I could only be a spare

I am an existence
That is never whole
And even as we speak
I keep getting unfull

So even when I disappear
I won't be such a big loss
Because even if I will be missed
It won't be very much at all.


© nabinara