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Only the Nobody

In a world full of somebody’s and those who think they are so damn important.
We forget about those nobody’s of the world, who are forgotten and lost in the shadows
So many nobody’s in this world, that no one knows that they even exist
It’s like you don’t hear about them until they are long gone from us.
It’s like people like you and me go on with our lives
Not knowing a nobody is around use and within us.
They work so damn hard, day in and day out
Not a damn whimper of being noticed, let along recognition for who they are.
We lose sight of them in a cloud of somebody, trying to garner our attention
That we forget about those Nobodies that no one talks about or even hears about.
It’s these nobodies that work so hard in the shadows of a somebody
That we don’t hear about them
We don’t hear about who a nobody is
Where they came from or even their unique lives.
It’s why we forget about them until it’s too damn late
The only damn way we know about them
Is after they are long gone from us and they only think we have of them
Is what they have done in this world and within the shadows of a somebody.
The world is so damn full of somebodies and constant attention seeking whores
That we forget about that somebody in the damn shadow who’s
Quiet, shy, reserved and even so soft spoken that you don’t hear a whimper about them
All you hear is the constant silence and noise being drowned out by a somebody.
What’s so damn lost in this world, is that a nobody is not even heard or seen
They sit in the shadows and day in and day out, work tirelessly, without any recognition.
All while a somebody steals the spotlight, that they didn’t earn or achieved something.
It’s sad, when the world forgets about the nobody
Forgets that they exist or were even around us
We easily forget about them and forget they existed or were with us
I pitty the world who forgets about the nobodies of the world
The forgotten, who are so forgotten that all we have is pictures of them and memories of them.
The world would cry over a loss of a somebody but wouldn’t even shed a tear for a nobody
The world is a place where a Nobody is nothing to anyone, not even to the man above us
Which is why this world never cared about a nobody and never well
The only time, you hear about a nobody is when they are long gone from us
By then, it’s too damn late for you and me to hear what a Nobody has done in this world.
So never forget about them because a nobody is around us.

Nila Vong
Written by kamododragon (Nicky K.D Chaleunphone)
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