Don't make me your favorite

I wasn't anyone's favorite.

I was just there to fill the void, to at least have someone fill in the gap.

I was used to it.

And honestly, I think that it is one of things that makes me a better version of myself; I don't have the urge for people to treat me special, nor for them to see as more to what I just truly am. I know where I stand. It will be my choice to stay, to go or to linger, because at some point, my presence or absence might not be acknowledge.

So please don't make me your favorite.