I'd like to say I'm kind,
But I no longer give fucks.
I had stopped caring,
The day my heart got ran over.
By people so blind,
They can't see who they hurt.
I got stomped over,
Yet they are still to notice.
I changed myself,
Yet they see no difference.
If they don't give a shit,
About me giving no shit,
Then surely I don't need to give a shit.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
My Painful Plea
PoesiaI worry about things, and they make me cry. There are those days when I keep saying, why? I blame it on myself, for all that pain. When I got confused and picked the wrong lane. Poems I write, may mean no shit to you, but to me.. They're my handke...
