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[The Invisible]

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 am I the favorite one;

I may be a sister

But I'm not the only one;

And whatever I can do

Someone else could do it,

even better than I do;

I may be a friend

But I'm not the only one,

I'm not even the most remembered

See? I don't 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 share but a tiny 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 loss,

Because even if I will be missed