old, it's from may or june

Its laying in the silense of the morning, listening to the sound of
people sleeping and people getting their days started that i truly
remember... i am all alone. I am the extra person, the extra thing
taking up space making extra noise. I am the substitute person, you care
enough to try and be my friend but the truth is you only keep me around
till what you really want is back within your grasp. That person who
fubbles in to your life and just as quickly is sent away or forgotten.
We have our laughs, our tears, our bonds and then you move on while i
sit like wondering what happened? Where did everybody go? I am not meant
to last, this i have come to learn too well. You say you love me but i
know... like everything else, its only temporary. I'm like anew toy, you
play with me till something shows a flaw then i am thrown away and
replaced. Since preschool ive become familiar with the disappointment of
the statement "friends forever" i have come to know too well, it never
lasts forever there'll always be someone to replace me or someone i was
merely filling in for. And the worst part is... they'd prolly never
notice if i was gone...