The Forgotten One

It all started with her being the apple of their eyes she was the one that was able to breath a certain way and they would automatically know that their was something wrong with her she could hold a conversation with such pride becasue she knew that they were always there for her , giving her the strength she always needed but then that feeling slowly faded away . People she loved so much but they started to slowly break her heart, she started to feel empty, replaced and forgotten. Some moved on , some decieded to let her grow up and some just decided to pretend as she no longer existed without realising that at some point she saw them as if they were her world and once she was also all of their world. She was no longer the same she had to grow up fast as if time was not waiting for no one she no longer had time to hit the brakes she was now trying to hold on to the rope for support but that rope was now made of thorns it hurt everytime she pulled harder. She would look at the people who she called her rope who held it all together and she now saw that they were their supporting her but not in the same way they use too, they loved her but from far away, they supported her but from a far distance, they were rooting for her but in silence. She noticed it all and realized that she was forgotten but not in the way she believed she was just no longer a young girl she is now the women that was dealing withe dark secretes that no ones of and battles that she is constantly battling with and has no one to be able to break apart for becasue she was taught to fight for what she wanted and also be strong and prideful but little did they know all she truly wanted to do was to curl up into the arms of the people that have broken her heart, but she knows that its no longer possible everyone is expecting her to have it all together because of how strong she was raised to be , but they dont know that the only reason she wipes her tears away in silence and in secrete is because she was forgotten and she no longer had a choice.

Being forgotten doesnt have to always be someone who was left in the dark but soemone who was so use to having the room be full of laughter and is now empty with no one to help her untie the tight knot the one rope that helped her is now choking her.