Afterthought

Aurora1

As I sit here working on my public law coursework,

I can't help but wonder why.

 

Why are there tears running down my face?

 

Is it because of how stressed I am over my studies,

or because I have once again been proven to be an afterthought?

 

I always end up as an afterthought,

and that hurts so much.

I don't cry often anymore,

yet here I am, crying over the way others treat me.

 

I also find myself wondering what causes this to keep occuring.

 

I spend a good portion of my time with others,

yet when it comes to making plans,

somehow my name is never mentioned.

 

Is it me who is plagued,

or them?

 

- JJ

  • Author: JJ (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 14th, 2026 16:17
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Katie B.

    This is a heavy piece punctuated by deep sorrow and grief. This seems quite the burden to carry. You belong to you, don't let anyone take that away. Blessings my friend.

    • Aurora1

      I appreciate your words, and blessings to you too.

    • sorenbarrett

      Good question and existential in some way. Nicely done



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