You're too important for anyone.
You play the role of all you want to be.
But I — I know who you really are:
You're the one who cries when you're alone.
And though you're still with me
I’ve been alone all along
Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
Maybe someday you'll look up,
And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:
Isn't something missing?
You won't cry for my absence, I know -
You forgot me long ago.
Am I that unimportant...?
Am I so insignificant...?
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?
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