One Day Of My Absence

Sometimes I wonder what if I was not here,

what would my world appear?

Would people miss my presence,

or would they overlook my absence?

Makes me wonder if I matter.

 

 

Sometimes I wonder if I was not here,

would I still be endeared?

Would people even care?

Would my phone be filled with scares?

Makes me wonder if I matter.

 

 

Sometimes I wonder if I weren’t here,

nobody would care to look for my cheer.

Would my phone be ringing with calls,

or would I be just another ignored soul?

Makes me wonder if I truly matter.

 

 

Sometimes I wonder if I weren’t here,

would my world persevere?

Would people even remember me,

or move on instantaneously?

Makes me wonder if I really do matter.

 

 

Because if I truly mattered,

I wouldn’t feel so inconsequential.

Sometimes I wish I weren’t here,

just close my eyes and disappear.

To see whether I still matter.

 

 

~Nitya Dalmia

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