Poem -

Still I care

I care… care a lot
I don`t, but still feel it
The tear inside… I hear it
Yet I would still care

You`d sit across the room
And I`d watch everything bloom
But you wouldn`t notice it,
The hurt in my eyes
And I`d forever walk under showers of black clouds
Even when they all try to turn my frown into a smile…
My friends, family, the fairs and clowns
It still doesn`t work

You talk as if it`s alright,
The star so bright
Turned to ash and gave me a fright.
But still I cared, and I do care.

How could you be so cruel?
How could you blind yourself from the truth?
Yet you still utter the words I want to hear,
And I would care.
Though they say faith is fought for…
Should I give up?

I`m merely alive,
I`m barely breathing,
Then finally I would close my eyes
Grasp for air because breathing isn’t easy.
Yet it`s enough to kill me, I would still care.
Though it still seems like it`s not okay,
I would still care.

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Hendriette Lynne

I ges we`re on the same boat coz I wrote that poem pouring my emotions out. and thank you for praising my poem, I dnt really get tht a lot here. Love you 2.

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