A/N: This is drabble and me venting. If you don't like it I understand. I just needed to vent, so I decided to vent for Canada. Please don't hate me.
One Day
One day you'll see me.
One day I'll stop appearing invisible to you.
One day I'll will shout out my name, and everyone will know me, and no one will mistake me for my brother.
One day my papa will always remember who I am. He will be proud of me, and always will be talking about me, because he loves me like a son and not in any other way.
One day Prussia will come to my house not just for pancakes, but for something more. Something I always wanted but he was too wrapped up in himself to see. He'll like me, and I'll like him, and that'll be it.
One day I'll not be too afraid to tell my brother what trouble he puts me through. I'll march straight up to him and yell in his face that he's such an idiot and being mistaken for him is always an insult. But then I'll hug him and laugh and he'll laugh and I'll tell him I love him anyway.
One day people will know I exist. I will walk right into a world meeting and yell, "I AM MOTHER F**CKIN CANADA, GODDAMNIT, AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT!" Because I matter. I am not not air. And I'm just so tired of telling people that after they awkwardly wonder who I am or slug me in the face for thinking I'm America.
But that never happens. My voice is too soft. I am far too shy and polite. I don't matter enough. If I disappeared people wouldn't notice. People wouldn't care. The world would go on without me...
That's why I have to do this. I have to save someone the awkwardness of seeing me. I have to make the world a little easier. I'll go out with a bang too, so that everyone finally know who I am and won't ever forget.
So when they enter the conference room, and see me hanging here, I hope they remember me. Surely they can't forget me now. One day they'll see me. And that one day will be today. Au Revoir~
~Matthew Williams AKA Canada
A/N: Don't hate me...
