Mind your own business
"It doesn't matter to me, so it shouldn't matter to you. Why do you care if I want to ride my bike in the rain with a drunk monkey strapped on my back?"
Why Do You Care?
Why do you care how about me?
In the darkest of moments you care.
Even if they were your moments you still cared about me.
If I was going to die, you'd try and stop me.
Why does my life affect yours so much that you'd try to keep me from Death?
I care about myself
Because no one else will.
No one is willing to stay up late with me
And hold me tight
So I feel alright,
So I will hug myself
And caress my own face
Whispering that things will work out.
No one will take me out on dates
And make me feel pretty,
So I will go to dinner alone
And bask in my own company
Then take myself out shopping
For a outfit that makes me feel beautiful.
No one will cook me dinner
And make sure I’m eating right,
So I will dance around my kitchen
While cooking delicious food
And blast the music
That makes my heart sing.
I will continue to do this,
Even if someone comes to care,
Because I have grown to love myself
And they can never take that away.
Why do you care about me?
Why do you like me?
So why do you care?
Why do you care?
Do you dare,
Ask me that question as much as I stare,
You down to the ground,
I’m not playing around, your sound measures my ears per pound,
I will not put you down,
I’m a clown,
I need you to know,
I will never let you go,
Although, I grow, to flow with your mojo.
You are a power that stands in my soul,
More than gold,
So I mold to fit your aura.
It’s not a lesson, It’s a power that stands like a tower,
Over my body, but it’s hardly the reason,
I care about you.
Riches Beyond Compare
Why do you care, with riches beyond compare?
The masses are but a bother crawling under the sea
Anything they will only elicit a cold, hard stare.
No, continue watching those cold stock returns
Don't bother to tip your driver, he's a lost cause
Just stand idly by while the world suffers and churns
Keep living that carefree life and ignore the pain
Others live tenuous short lives, not worth your trouble.
Blood and money pouring down are your gain.
Drink it all in and then offer to help, but ask for double.
You Can Never Know With The Good Ones
“Why do you care?” I ask suddenly and all is quiet.
He stands there in front of me quiet. I bite my lip as I push myself off the soggy floor. My body aches from the fight but I’m used to the pain. I steady myself and take my hand off the wall. For a terrible second I think I am going to fall. I blink as my dizzy spell ends, I exhale.
“Why wouldn’t I?” he asks and I look at him.
I thought he had left a while ago, why is he still here?
“Just because we’ve never been buddies, doesn’t mean I don’t care,”
I snort and he frowns.
“You don’t have to pretend,” I say, my hand raking through my hair,“I’d rather know you hate me than have you pretend to care,”
“Can’t I be both sincere and care?” he asks taking a step forward with a playful smile on his face.
I look at him. He doesn’t look like he is lying but then again, the good ones never do... After a second, I shrug.
“Maybe,” I say.
His smile grows and it’s kind of nice.
“I’ll guess we’ll have to figure it out,” he chuckles,“My house is close if you want to clean up before you go home. I’m not sure you want to get back bloody and bruised,”
I nod, my foster mother would freak.
“I guess I could clean off the blood,” I say,“But there is nothing I can do for the bruises,”
“Lead the way, my knight in shining armor,”
He smiles and we start walking.
After a few minutes, I can see a nice house.
“Won’t your parents be surprised if a bloody teen shows up at half past 6?” I ask with a joking tone.
“No,” he says unlocking the door,“They’ll be fine,”
I fake a gasp.
“So I’m not the only bloody teen you’ve brought home at half past 6?” I fake a horrified face,”Young man,”
He laughs again.
“You should show more emotion at school,” he says and I shrug,“People will feel less threatened by you,”
I look at him as he puts his keys back in his pocket.
“People feel threatened by me?” I ask curiously and he looks at me.
“Some people think that you think you’re better than us,” he explains,“Others think you are a loner or a freak and a few people think you are part of a notorious gang,”
“Don’t tell anyone,” I say and he rolls his eyes.
“Come on,” he says opening the door and walking in.
I walk in after a second and he closes the door. If he is a liar, he is a pretty good one.
Billy’s Honeymoon Dismay
My boss, Shelly was a cold and mean boss. She was unfair in how she treated us when we took time off. She would even call us in to work if she knew we were on vacation.
“Billy, I want you to come to work today to do an important report,” said Shelly to Billy over the phone.
“But Shelly, I’m in Hawaii with my wife, can’t I do the report here and fax it to you?” said Billy.
“No, it requires you to be here,” said Shelly.
“Alright, I’ll see when I can come back and I’ll get back to you and I’ll call you and will let you know,” said Billy ticked off in his mind.
Billy found a plane he could board by 6 a.m. that morning. He called Shelly and let her know he’d be there as soon as he could to do the report. Shelly told him he had to finish doing the report even if he had to stay at the office late because it was due the next day.
“Yes, I understand,” said Billy.
“Thank you. I expect the report to be exceptional,” said Shelly.
Billy and his wife got on the plane. His wife, Jill wasn’t happy about having to leave their two week honeymoon vacation in Hawaii for a report. She talked to Billy about it.
“Why do you care so much about doing this report for her? You’re always doing extra work and she never even gives you a bonus for Christmas either,” said Jill who was also upset.
“I care because I need the job,” said Billy.
“Well what are we going to do for our vacation? It was suppose to be our honeymoon for peat sake!” said Jill very upset.
“I’ll see if I can get the extra day back and we’ll just go back,” said Billy upset too.
“She’s unfair. She probably will say no to the extra day and will call on you to do another report again,” said Jill agitatedly.
“I’ll talk to her and will see what I can arrange,” said Billy.
After Billy arrived to work that same night, he was also expected to file whatever was in his inbox. It was already 10 p.m. and he was becoming tired. She didn’t even thank him for coming in to do the report now and then asked him to stay while she read over the report.
“There’s a few errors in the writing. I expect you to correct them before you go,”. said Shelly handing Billy back the report.
“Yes Shelly, I’ll fix them right away,” said Billy.
It’s midnight. Billy fixed the errors and got his filing done. He was unhappy he had to spend his time off like this.
“Ms. Shelly, can I please have a word with you?” asked Billy.
“Yes, what is it Billy?” asked Shelly.
“Can I have this day back for our vacation? It’s our honeymoon,” said Billy worriedly.
“No. I’ll just put it in a paycheck. You may go now,” said Shelly coldly.
“Thank you, good night,” said Billy disappointedly.
That same morning, Jill spoke to Billy about what his boss was doing to him. She was very upset. She tried talking him into leaving that job.
“Why not see if you can find a job here? Let your two week notice be our honeymoon vacation?” said Jill slyly.
“This sounds like a great idea. I’ll look around on Monday. You can come with me,” said Billy.
Billy gave his two week notice. He found another office job. He wound up working at a hospital in the administration department. Jill was overjoyed that he no longer had to have a boss over telling him what to do beyond normal means. Both of them lived happily in Hawaii and they finally got to enjoy their honeymoon in peace.