Should I care?

Everything in the world I want

Is in you.

I fought for you.

I lost you.

But you are still here.

Lying in my bed next to me

Lying in my bed next to me

I gotta couple new prospects

I don’t have a clue

My mind and perception are skewed on what’s ok and what’s not.

Am I wrong for wanting to venture out and find smiles and admiration.

A friend or two would be nice to have

Someone to smoke with and have conversations with other than you.

You have your affairs and spread your thighs for attention.

You blame it on daddy issues.

As if it justifies the continuation of your action

Does it?

Really ?

Should I care though?

It only pains me to witness the fallout you endure.

But it really isn’t me you’re hurting it’s you.

I just feel for you.

But I’m tired.

I’m at the point where I know you are hurting and I do still love you so.

But I’m asking myself .

Should I care?