Choice

. . .

It took MySelf 49 years
in this lifetime, minus 9 days,
to “learn” (fianlly) that

NoOne

would ever “choose” … “me”.

Not even the person who “gave birth”
to me, “would”, given a “choice”
between “MySelf” and my “sibbling”.

I know because “i” asked that question
long time ago.
And, i was given
the answer that “i” know from
“experience” too.

Anyway,
“firstborns” have “first” priority.

It is what it is.

It is not about “correct” or “wrong”.

However,

“i” had this feeling

( ALL WAYS
~
“always” )

that there was “someOne”

“out there”,

that would “choose” “me”,

given “a choice”.

I misunderstood, every “time”.

Every time “i” felt “i” was

someOne’s “choice”,

“i” misunderstood.

Even a “clinically dead” person,
that already “made
their choice” about a person,
before “the choice” about themselves,
gets to be “chosen”
over
an “alive”, “yearning”
… “MySelf”.

Wow, Dearest “i am” !

“i am” ABSOLUTELY worth~less
to absolutely Every~One !

“Now” … “go”

“Be” … “Living”

“knowing” … “that”

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