One-way road

I hate the fact that I can disappear in a crowd - and no one will miss me. 

I hate the fact that I'm taken for granted - and still no one appreciate me. 

I hate the facet that I'm invisible to others - and no one is different. 

I hate the fact that I can't see myself clearly. 

I hate the fact that at the end of the day, I still feel left out. 

I hate the fact that at the end of the day, I still feel unloved. 

I hate the fact that at the end of the day, I still feel abandoned.

I hate the fact that I can't grasp how loved I really am. 

I can't see myself clearly. I can't accept that I'm loved. 

I trap myself in loneliness, emptiness. 

And I tell myself I can't be loved. 

They tell me I'm strong. Loving. Kind. 

That I appreciate and encourage them.

I see the good in people. 

They tell me I radiate happiness, 

And love to those around me.

That I put others ahead of myself. 

If this is true - all I see is a one-way road. 

I'm strong for others - but they'll never remember me. 

I encourage them - but taken for granted.

I see the good in people - but to them I'm invisible. 

I bring happiness - but I'm never included. 

I love those around me - but it's not mutual.

I put people ahead of myself - but I'm left here alone.