admiring, but never being able to approach...

This is taken from another blog I read, but I could not have said it better ... like crutches, you have to make do with the understanding that you role in life is very much supportive... but you'll be soon forgotten...

You do everything you possibly can to try to make things better. You put in extra effort just so that someone appreciates what you do. You don't even care what time you go to sleep just because you want to make things work. You don't give a damn that you will be spending the next day feeling nauseous because you only kicked back a few meagre hours of sleep.

Day after day you toil away, trying to figure out a way to put smiles on the faces of people you care about. The days become weeks, and the weeks become months.

It is only now you realize that everything you do was just a waste of time. Nobody knows how hard you tried. Nobody even remotely cares that you spent sleepless nights fretting about the petty little things that you knew you could fix, but just didn't have enough time to.

What are you? A wallflower that blends into the walls whenever that someone walks past. A tiny speck of dust that gets lost and never finds its way back.

Nobody notices who you are. Or where you come from.

You're just there, as an ornament, always at their beck and call. When they need you, they promise you the very best they can give. When they're through with using you, they throw you aside like a dirty rag doll that has lost its charm.

Yes, it's not noticeable in others' eyes, simply because they don't know them like you do. You know them like the back of your own hand, like the very direction that your hair grows whenever it's having a bad day. They see perfection, but you see millions of flaws that make it hard for you to remember that the person you once knew was all-perfect and all-knowing. Maybe it was because once upon a time you were like the others who stood from afar, admiring but never being able to approach....

Sigh...