Who's To Worry? Poem by Rebecca Stansfield

Who's To Worry?



Who's to worry,
is it a fault of mine?
That you are snatching everything,
snatching my life and my time.

Who's to care?
is it a fault of mine?
When you're always making me see things,
even though I'm going blind.

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