These dead stares across the shopping mall
Wouldn't I care if I could have them all
Fingerpainting these eyes
**** photos: camera shutter sighs

But her breath is morse code
And my words are falling
Her dial tone dilates
As her moans are calling

She fell in love with a filter
And I fell in love with someone's daughter
We took pictures in the summer time
And she threw them into the water

When she lies, her cheeks flush
She swears that she doesn't care much,
as she sits in her underwear
with a light grin and a heavy heart.

She felt her pulse by the bed light
She was sad that she was alright
I watched her paint her dad on fire
while holding infant her.

I heard the window shatter
She never said what was the matter
I found her on the driveway,
broken like a family picture frame

I said I'm fine
I said I was okay
I said I'll get better
So you walked away
You didn't bother
To see through my lies
To see the hate and hurt
Underneath my disguise
When I called for help
I was not high
I was being truthful
But you called it a lie
So I locked myself away
To battle it myself
My broken smile should be a sign
But you don't care

You have never really cared
You only care for yourself
Making cruel jokes
And ignoring all else
You don't care what you do
But it is what you do to me
And all others
That puts us on the edge
I have no idea why I still call you a friend
But I need the pain you dish  
It is like my dying wish
I just want to be in your arms
No expression just silence
Unlike all of your mind games
Which are suffocating me
For all eternity

You say nobody cares so what is the point?

Honey, if your reasons and points are built on someone else caring you will run out pretty quick. If you care, that should be enough.

You say you don't care though. You say you don't care about anything anymore.

If you really didn't care about anything, you would never wonder what the point is and it wouldn't hurt so much when you can't figure that out.

So what if I'm outspoken
My hearts been broken
I'm not jokin,
           my mind is awoken
Soul is stolen,
               must be an omen
Words unspoken,
       open and golden
Not what I would have chosen

***** the heartache,
      now I'm awake
Looks so opaque,
           you were fake
It was a mistake just to partake
Do a double take,
       no more heartbreak
Time to remake and fix the break
Give and take,
        now I'm awake

Was so miserable,
     unforgivable
It's criminal,
      be an individual
So predictable,
           you're an imbecile
It's unthinkable,
         not unconditional
Unintentional,
      you're unemotional
Not original,
        be considerable
It's so pitiful,
          not traditional
I'm rational and very visual

You ought to not get too distraught
You got caught tied in a knot
Like an afterthought,
            you fought
And brought the plot,
         overwrought
Maybe you forgot what you taught
But I'm not distraught
Over what you brought
Just
     some
         food
     for
  thought...