FUCK!

We both know what it's like to live alone even when we're together and I stand here now thinking that I don't care.
There's been quite the interruption in our connection and when I see you walking towards me I just don't care.
We live two very seperate lives and I certainly don't mind that you send me into an abyss of confusion. I find myself in that abyss time and time again and apparently I just don't care.
I don't care about our mistakes and how you are about the way you can twist my day.
Did I hurt you? Did I damage you? Did I spite you? Do I care?
I watch you spin around me in my head as my thoughts flee on the sight of you. I dispise that you do that to me but I suppose I just don't care.
You tangle our future on a stick like a simple carrot and I, being the naive rabbit, yearns for it. I'm not going to miss that carrot because I'm just not going to care.
He sucked my light like the leech he was meant to be and I became such a hallow shell, and I wonder if you took advantage of my weakness?
I'm not here... am I?
I think perhaps I do care... I should care... My thoughts are my own... my will is my own... my future is my own. I won't deny myself no more.
I won't entangle myself with you no more.
I won't loose myself no more.
I won't forget my dreams no more.
I won't forget my name no more.
Because... and I say this with my tears... that I sometimes do care.