BlindA Poem by ~Wandering Soul~some people act like they care when they dont give a care in the slightest.............they care only for what they can get from you but nothing at all for you as a person......the choose to be 'blind'How is it that when I say I am happy, You never question the tumble of tears. How is it that you share the secrets, Meant only for your ears. Why is it you can see I am despondent, Yet fail to see me languidly dying Why is it that you say you actually care, When you know I know you are callously lying. How is it that you see the translucent scars, Yet do nothing to end my enduring torment. How is it that you will watch me completely undo, And not once do you humanely repent. Why is it when I say farewell, You do not realise that I intended forever. Why could you only see an elated smirk, Yet could not see the hurt I would sever. How is it that despite my deafening screams, You never heard the resonance of release. How is it that you know how deep I pain, Yet justly believe I am not missing a piece. Why is it you can search so extensive and extreme, However, never see my contentious mind. Why is it that you announce you see, Or is it that you prefer to be blind.
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1 Review Added on February 9, 2008 Author~Wandering Soul~AustraliaAboutI'm a 20 year old girl from Australia who has always had a passion for writing. It's my way of explaining things that I can't put to words - I write. I'm studying nursing at the moment so that in a.. more..Writing
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