Thursday, August 15, 2013

Caring for

When my world keeps falling apart,
Why do I keep picking up the pieces?

My life is a direct result
Of my choices.

This is something
I firmly believe.

But everything is 20/20 vision
In hindsight.

My mistakes were made
With the best intentions.

Because I believe
In others.

Because I believe
In loyalty.

But I am betrayed
Again and again.

I keep making the same choices
The same mistakes.

I keep believing
In the people I love
But I keep being shown
That all this leads to
Is me being hurt
And them not caring.

I don't know
If I can stop caring
And I don't want to find out.

I want to care.

I just need people in my life
Worth caring for.

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