I've had a good day, well its not like you care
If you would've cared, you would've asked right?
It's fine. it's okay. I mean, all that matters to you is all you.
It always bothered me, but I never complained, I mean, who cares about what I think? Am I right?
What I thought never mattered, atleast thats what you made me think. Though I never knew you'd disregard me so carelessly.
But no biggy, its fine, who cares really.
I said that everything was okay, I ignored the things you did, I just shoved it off and said, "Who cares".
I said that I loved you and thats how I felt, though something in my heart told me to leave.
But then again, without doubt, I said, "Who cares."
Though some nights are hard, the pain sinking in deep through my skin, unable to control the thoughts far in my mind, though I ignore the signs because, like I said before
Who cares?
Because clearly I dont.
YOU ARE READING
Not that you asked
PoetrySmall little poem chapters I'm gonna use this as a way to improve my poetry