Nothing new.

A hint of bitterness
Hidden in sarcastic jabs
Smirking to cloud any trace of sadness

A glance to the side, Overshadowed again
Confidence too shattered to argue
The effort seems far too futile

It's nothing new
It's something you get used to
Being used then ignored

left out in the rain
like a worn out shirt
torn and forgotten
left to fall in the dirt