everyone staring
staring at my face
to try to find emotions
instead they find no trace
a slip up here
a tear over there
who cares if i hate myself
if smiles are rare
WELL I DO!
I REALLY DO CARE!
cause i have to live with it
with what ain't fair
i have to live with myself
hateing and hurting
i have to deal with it
all on my own
because you chose not to care
not to help
not to listen
not to look me in the eyes, just so you can escape my pain
Melissa Broomhead
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-chose-not-to/
