My Significance

There were times when I thought that nobody cares,
I thought that I was all alone in this cold lonely world,
That my existence was insignificant,
That I was less human;
Thought that the world can function without me in it,
And nothing would alter if I vanish.

How wrong was I to think as such;
Somehow, somewhere,
There is a hand reaching to hold mine,
A friendly eye meeting mine,
A lovely smile to brighten my world;
Even the coldest of heart,
Had something to offer,
With just a glance towards my direction,
I knew I was part of something.

Only now I know,
I am important to someone,
Even just to a small degree,
I actually do meant to someone.