They don't care. I'm human too.
They don't care. What will I do?
Do they care? I doubt it.
But if they don't care, Who does?
She gave my first pair of irish dance shoes.
We were happy.
We were friends.
What happened to that?
YOU ARE READING
Who does?
Poetrylook, i am not happy with myself. Why do they treat me like this? I want to let go, but something stops me. just let me be happy.
