The Forgotten One

I've given people parts of me
And they've gone to multiply
Without me

They've moved on to greener pastures
And have forgotten about me
They celebrate and enjoy themselves
Without me

They tell me I should be happy
Because I am the one who gave them
that chance
That I am the one who saw their potential before anybody else
But now I wonder if this is my penance
For never asking for anything in return

So I sit here alone
As everyone goes through me
Like I'm the gate way to their next life
As they go through me
Then forget about me

So I sit here writing
About the legend of
The forgotten one