I walk up to you
Your eyes dry,
A callous smile
And all the while
Your thoughts you hide.
So I ask your heart
Why so hard?
That not even a shard
Of emotion
Penetrates your face
Your thick skin won’t let anything in
So you feel nothing, nor a trace
Of warmth nor sorrow
You’re just hollow.
And I ask your heart
Why so cold?
It is your arrogance
That makes you bold
Makes you believe
You’re above all help
That nothing can occur
Without your leave.
Then I ask your heart
Why is it a hypocrite?
Choked up in movies
But real horrors can’t move it,
Flicking through T.V channels
By pass the news
Only seek to amuse.
No action do you take
Against the wrongs done,
You’re too far gone
For love. Do you even feel hate?
A tear swims in your eye
Rubbed away like glass grit
And so I ask your heart
The truth hurts, doesn’t it?
