I don't count.
I never felt it so hard as now.
I understand all the same.
She's a better singer,
Better musician,
So I know why I don't count.
He's not said hello though,
Not said my name.
Can I just disappear now?
Just vanish into nothing?
For that would be me
Should his opinion shape the world.
I suppose I should be glad
That he is not the end-all.
Yet in this moment,
Lacking skills he values,
I wouldn't mind not being.