Thursday, January 27, 2011

I just feel like talking.
Not that You'll listen.
Not that You'll care.
Not that You'll think twice about this random post.
Not for Your approval.
No, I write for me.
I write to stay sane.
I write because it matters to me.
it matters to me.
not that You'll ever read this.
not that I'll care
not that I'll think twice if you do.
not that my problems concern you.
not that i have any problems.
well. that would be a lie,
not that I'll share them.
not that you'd care.
not that I'd let you know
if anyone compares.
I'm moving aloud and your fighting this cloud
not that I'll notice no more shade above my head.
not that I'll care.
not that I'll care.
but the best good deeds are done unnoticed right?
well you haven't noticed me.
so how does it feel.
not that you care.
not that i care.
but i know you care
not that i think about you.
not that i noticed you didn't notice.
not that i care.
so I'll stop talking in cycles just enough for you
to breath some air. because you've been fighting me
ever since i arrived here.

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