Blind as They See

You Don't Care

I had a dream about you again. You kept lying to me, bringing up the subject you always do when we would talk. I kept calmly telling the truth, like I used to with you. Then eventually I went back to staring at my food. You said my name, and suddenly I was paying attention to you. You were laughing and expected me to laugh. So I just stood there, laughing for no reason. It was so shy and not as loud as it can be. Then I got shot in the stomach and started gasping for air.

Then I realized something. I have one person that appreciates me. I'm the only one who listens to her personal problems. I'm the only one who constantly answers her so she doesn't have to wait any longer, I always say good morning and good night. She's the only person that has been grateful for me. And you know what? If you want to lie about that, be my guest. At least I care about the ones that are close like I was with you, but you took that for granted. Even if that's one person.