Who Really Cares Poem by Adriane Hunt

So you loved me all along
You tell me with words after you’re gone
Separate lives, lovers
Bored entertaining “the others”

Scared and depressed
But I must confess
Your something beautiful
Is only an illusion

Young and sweet
It’s hidden when we meet
Cries of innocence
Love lost, it makes sense

I rewind all this in my mind
Things that die before its time
Color me blue
My sky seems gray
It rejects me today (but who really cares)