How long did you think you'd be in the picture?

You thought you'd occupy that space forever?

Your relevance reduced the longer you stayed.

This realization only came the farther you trailed.

They knew all you could offer,

that's why you've been sidelined like a pushover.

Not aware your time of being welcomed was counted,

and now you are left to hover.

Others came with a lot on their plate,

then you became an invisible being

in the visible world you all formed.

Don't get too comfortable with anyone around,

be comfortable with those who were there through the storm.

It's disheartening to go from friends to being tolerated,

because you have a task only you can do effectively.

In the absence of that task, your existence isn't valid.

You are seen as a pawn to clear the way,

so they can get to their destination with no obstacle.

Everything out there was left for you to tackle.

How long did you think you were in the ship?

Happy you were when a space was given.

Unbeknownst to you, a lot was waiting for you,

enough to make you trip.

You lost yourself in order to find another.

What are friends for? Hehehe — mixed with pain and joy.

We all count our good deeds and make them seem like a favor, so terrible.

I know we all have our flaws,

but we have lost sight of the first variable.

How long did you appear in the picture?

You can now see a blurry picture of yourself.

You weren't that important,

you were only there when you were relevant.

Don't be sad because it's your fault

you assumed you were in the picture.

Now you've lost sight of your position,

what is next?

How long do you want to appear in this picture?

A new one, I must say.

A photograph where your face never gets blurry the longer you stay.

Therefore that picture consists of you and yourself.

Until you are friends with yourself,

you can't be friends with anybody,

else it'll end as a tragedy.