am I forgotten

and I forgotten in this vast array lost in the shadows unseen day by day do my whispers dreams and hopes not matter in the catastrophe of Life endless chatter in the depths of silence I often wonder as the world spins on do I begin to wither have my laughter and tears faded away like footprints vanishing on the Sand by the Bay amidst the chaos do my footsteps tread in the mist and hearts of those who I once LED or in memories am I just a faint illusion a fleeting gust of wind a mere confusion do my words ring true within echoing halls or do they vanish like whispers behind Cold walls have my passions and virtues been swept aside lost in the crowd where they once stood with pride am I remembered for the love I have shown for the countless kindnesses that I have sown or am I cast aside left to fade and decay a flower wants vibrant now wilted and gray but deep in my soul there's a flickering flame a reminder that I am not just a name for even if the world may not always recall my resistance in my essence I Will stand tall