Unbothered

Please don't screw this one up! Im sorry, Not another wor-Shut the whole  up! I'm tired that of all the  you say! I am not sorry, for the kindness and for the reflections, I have no one and nothing yes yes you tell me every day we all the world is ending but it's not its America with a lot of bots! Too much A.I and not enough love we get it, the day you have is only the day on your heart ! Some  hurts and the world sit's there sipping their tea, That's ok you're drowning in open sea's but people are concerned with the people over sea's that have volunteered to be the eyes and ear's of the war that never cease to feel the hope they decided to give up in order to be seen as a hero or who have fallen prey to the lies that come for the ones controlling the pleads that have said on repeat.

The only problem is the invisible pain that is never treated, You take the tools given to you or thrown at you and make them into skill's or lessons, So tell me all the  that's going wrong, tell me all the  that I'm doing wrong! Point them out and shine your light, I hear that laughter and i see the stares, But i see the confusion in the eye's of those who don't get the joke. Go ahead and put my tears in your glass and make my life your entertaining for you, I wont choke on stage, I've been in this show for year, Not drama or sadness, Just me enjoying the view, Why are we sitting here? Because it's silent, Oh yeah this is a peaceful place. But this is an odd place, What's that noise? Why, that's our ride, Oh no need to get up. Just sit here with me and take this tea, This track it's beautiful, The sun just setting and you can hear the horn's. Oh no I laced that tea you couldn't move if you wanted to. What's that look for? Oh you thought the train was meant for us!? Oh no, this track as been abandoned for years.. 

Anyone can be here and enjoy the view, So lets chill, How can life just not get to you?. It's easy when you have been unmothered, unwanted, and unknown, Well you become numb and just not able to react in time for things after years of living you feel the pain of nothing, you stand on that edge of deep space and never think to jump but you just breath and just lay down. Because a bee can sting when you move, But when you stand still the unknown becomes unbothered.

Copyright © Dominique Smith | Year Posted 2025

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