For I did not come here in hopes of a hello Of a simple stroll down our village Or an acknowledgement of my existence I came here because I care
I care
I see in your eyes the difference Cover up with words soothing to the ear But actions onset on hindrance
I did not come for a duet Or a memory that we’d never regret A heart to heart throughout the night I did not come for my own benefit
I come because I care I care I worry, in fact
That you do not realize How much you are Who you are Or your worth
Because the things you do show otherwise But see in my eyes, and the eyes of others Too concerned while we watch the beautiful eagle continue to believe he’s just a worm You’re too distraught by the blindfold in front of yours To realize the cries for help Drowned out with insanity
Because the world is stealing your flame While you continue to be baffled by the pickpocket’s show
"Do not take it!" I scream “Do not let it take you!” but those eyes So precious, full and alive are still blindfolded.
The procession goes on while the main attraction continues to burp out synthetic love and false hopes Temporary enjoyment
And you have become the fool of the show With that blindfold Darned, pestering blindfold.
I will still scream for its demise! I will still plead for the final scene! I will rip away the curtains held up with burgundy lies!
I will still care.
The show must eventually stop! For actors must be given a break and plays must be forgotten To not be cliche
There will be a time when there are no more encores An end to the grand show scattered flowers on the first row And utter silence in an empty space A dangerously Dark Desolate Stage
But I will still be there Holding a match for a new flame