Good Graces

Got nothing left to hold on to 

I suspect if I ended my time here 

Would anyone notice . 

I hand my heart on cards 

I am the ace . 

Please hold my hand 

They step away . 

It’s not really ever my turn is it 

The jokers love to have there way 

It’s not very funny 

As I stand here in pain . 

I’m invisible 

No beauty 

No one notices me 

Dying . 

It’s a shame really . 

What was it all for . 

I gave it away 

In return for nothing 

My hands are empty 

I never gave up 

I was the fighter they said . 

But really now I’ve got nothing left 

I can’t always be 

My own hero 

In my stories . 

If I was gone 

Would you be at my funeral . 

Would you listen then 

Would you look back and have regrets . 

Of all the time I spent giving 

When you gave nothing back . 

I’m not sure if this is how it’s supposed to go 

But I know how feeling invisible goes . 

And these lines are well spent .