No One Asks Me

NO ONE ASKS ME words and music by Karyn Oliver

No one asks me anymore
They’ve all drawn the wrong conclusions
From my well-crafted illusions

No one asks me anymore
Maybe think that I’m too selfish
Tell me I’m better off without this

No one asks me anymore
“Don’t I love smell of the babies?”
There were questions I heard daily

No one asks me anymore
It’s not a feeling that I feed now
No need to cry myself to sleep now

I still hide a box with all the details I have saved
Things my Mother made
Tiny threadbare monkey Dad bought when I was 3

No one asks me anymore
Don’t I think there’s something missing?
I suppose it is a blessing…
That no one asks me