How do you sit there?
How do you cry?
Is it something in the air?
I can’t figure it out
I can’t answer why
You who lacks the happiness
You who trys for the pain
How do you sit there?
How do you cry?
How can you live in a whirlwind of saddness
And shut me out?
I have stopped the mountains
Thrown you a ladder
Thrown you a rope
Given you the stairs to freedom
And you shove it back in my face
How do you sit there?
How do you cry?
You don’t think I know?
You don’t think I see?
I know
I know
I know
Oh I know
I should just shove off
Give up
Stop Caring
Be done
Fini
But I can’t
Oh I cant
Because I care
And anywhere
You go, I’ll be by your side
Because I’m your friend
And that’s where I reside
Is by your side
I'm calling you selfish
I’m calling you a pain
I'm calling you lost
So many friends
So many friends
Do you know?
Do you see?
They all wanna help you
Whatever you want them to do
And you sit there
And deliberatly SULK
In the pain that has
Given up on you
I know
I know
I know
Your life is so hard
Your pain
Is
Far
Beyond
What
My
Little
Tiny
Stupid
Small
Naïve
Brain
Could
Comprehend
But my little
Tiny
Stupid
Small
Naïve brain
Still knows how to
CARE
So don’t tell me
Your life is hard
Don’t tell me you need time
Because I have given you time
All of my time
All of her time
All of the time in the world
That you could need
But
You WANT to be sad?
Be sad?
WHY? ?
How can you sit there?
How can you cry?
I don’t know why
I still
Care
When have you cared about me?
When have you asked how my life was?
Exactly you don’t
So fine
Be that way
I’ll be the stupid little girl who cared
And wasn’t noticed
but I wont be there forever
I’ll be gone
And some poor
Soul
Will take my place
And learn that you don’t care
Exactly
You heard me
You don’t care
Well I do
So there
How can you sit there?
How can you cry?
How…
Just tell me how….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So many times I've felt that same way.. but I've never been able to put words to it. Very nice. I love it! ~Ary