Who Cares: No One

Sometimes I think that no one cares for me...
But me.

Sometimes I think that my mom doesn't care
She's too busy trying to get me out the house
Too busy waiting for the day I turn 18
So she can be through with me.

Sometimes I think that my dad doesn't care
He's too busy.... what is he doing?
Too busy being somewhere else
Can you tell me where he is? Because I don't know.

Sometimes I think that my bestfriend doesn't care
He's too busy worrying about the latest gossip
Too busy living his "perfect" life
To even think about what's wrong with me.

Sometimes I think that my family doesn't care
They're too busy being separated
Too busy fighting each other
To actually take the time out to talk.

Sometimes I think that my friends don't care
They're too busy laughing and joking around
Too busy worrying about their lives
And I feel I shouldn't force mines upon them.

Sometimes I think that the world doesn't care
It's too busy fighting itself, killing itself
Too busy with living, moving forward
Not caring about the wounded soldier left behind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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August 28, 2011 at 12:43 AM
You sound very sad, but no matter how much you thing no one cares, I DO. I care about people and I am sending you a hug. Try spending some time with an elderly person or volunteer helping someone, and you will find that you feel fulfilled, and know that people do care.
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