many things we want to say
but the words don't seem to come
when they do it's not the we planned
in our anger we let it rip
destructing everything we know
our conscience then takes over
feelings mingled into one
taking our focus from other things
nothing else seems to matter
i hear myself say fimilar words
the words that are far from truth
they are I DO NOT CARE
i do care though i care a lot
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem