Where Are You? Poem by Theresa Short

You dont care,
In our relationship we dont share,
How can this be a true type of one,
when nothing can be done,
Your childish and Im mature,
This is just grr,
why cant I find someone true,
that isnt who I had before you,
I know Im not liked very well,
but if you get to know me i will be swell,
Whatever its cool,
The fact your a fool,
but so am I,
I just want to cry,
Dissapear for some time,
I know you wont like it but its my crime,
Its just me and my mind,
It is never kind.