Special?

Am I Special?

And to whom would that be?

Am I special loved a priority?

My kids don't call me, my guy he barely notices me; if any at all.

My Mom has no time she has other things to do these days. She proudly isn't ashamed to say.

My siblings 3 in all really don't care.

I don't even look at them the same anymore.

Still I've been hoping that they'd call.

Am I special?

A piece of someone's day?

Part of a puzzle they couldn't live without?

Am I special enough to be hugged, cooked for, understood?

Am I special and to whom would that be?

Monday through Thursday I'm only special to me.

Even that's become hard for me to see, to find the worth I expect for others to find within me

Am I not worthy of love and protection?

Not even a simple apology or a natural show of affection.

A sparkle in the eye, maybe or even a few words spoken out loud.

Am I special to anyone at all?

I'm trying hard to see, to feel that warm special feeling I'd pay a hefty fee.

I'm seeking that warm feeling one gets when you know that someone cares.

But I keep ending up vacant minded my mouth parted wide; absolutely terrified. Nope.

Am I not special enough for anyone?

Am I special? If I am then to who would that be?