The most incredible thing happened to me yesterday
and I'm telling you all about it
with a certain glow in my eyes
I stop talking mid-sentence.
You don't care.
I pour my heart out to you,
something I've never done before
thanks to my trust issues.
I stop talking mid-sentence.
You don't care.
The next day,
you ask me how I feel,
I want to say the truth but I realize you wouldn't care
I say I'm fine
you don't look into it
you leave me
Because there's more interesting things
and there's more interesting people
who you listen to
and you care
So, I guess I'm the problem
I write shakily, as I close my eyes one last time.
I'm the problem
I write shakily, as I fade away
Will this make you care?
-I.S.
