Care

Many people
Go through their lives
Not knowing
What it means
To be loved
To be cared for.
I know how it feels
I have scars
Inside and out
That speak
Of this knowledge
If you ask
I will speak
If you need me
I will be there
I care even though
Its hard to sometimes
I love even though
I never have been loved
I care.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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