A poem about being overlooked and under appreciated.

Behind the scenes

Holding the light

She can’t see me

Because it’s too bright

It’s always on her

Center stage

We’re in the same play

But on a whole different page

Don’t worry baby, Casper is here

To lend you a hand, or lend you an ear

I’ll listen to your problems time and again

Fix you up to look brand new

For all these other men

On those blurry nights

I held your hair

But you’ll never remember

That I was there

I picked you up off the floor

And tucked you into bed

But it’s the guy who crawled in with you

Who you recall instead

I know there’s a tiny blind spot

In everybody’s eye

It’s amazing how I’m always in it

And I don’t even have to try

I’m sure there are a million guys

Out there just like me

Standing right in front of you

Yet you need a microscope to see

This one goes out to them

But I hope it comes back to you

Maybe someday you’ll see me

When there’s no one to block the view

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