IT S ALL ABOUT YOU

One day you ignore me. The next day you come and talk to me. As if nothing was ever wrong. You didn t notice my pain. You didn t notice my dried up tears. All you saw was yourself. All you think about is yourself. Would you ever give a thought to me? We are so close yet you never care to ask? What is it that blinds you so much? You are still talking about yourself. And I quietly keep listening. Is so a crime to expect a little? I guess I should not. At least not from you.