You never see the puddle you step in.
Vapid and shallow, I am nothing by stagnant water.
Ignored.
Forgotten.
Immobile.
I give you my every drop; you drink me dry.
He is nothing but a sponge, yet you care for him more.
I am the pot hole.
Soon-to-be irradicated.
Filled in.
Paved over.
No More.
