Author's Not: Awww. . . I never knew seto was easy to write about. . . well, maybe you'll see another seto poem or two later. Read (and Review!)(and Enjoy!)

Does Anyone Notice?

Does anyone notice my persistence?
Just pondering, living.
Does anyone treasure my existence?
Being here, surviving.

Does anyone care?
Why pay attention to me?
Does anyone stare?
No one even gave me a glance.

Does anyone do as much as admire me?
I'm just another nobody.
Am I just another branch in the family tree?
Or do I even HAVE family. . .

Does anyone realize my pain?
My past was unknown to many.
Does anyone know how it feels?
To be unnoticed and unrecognized.

Does anyone see me?
Am I invisible?
Does anyone find life interesting?
Is my life worth living?

Someone steps in the door.
Who is it?
Does someone finally love me?

'Seto' a small voice said.
I smile.
'I'm all right Mokuba. Now, it's time you go to bed.'
Thank you, Mokuba.