Care?

I'm bothered by the thoughts,
The feelings,

Maybe I'm the one wrong.

Shadow will always be where light grows,
Doubts always in your heart,
Pain reflected in your soul.

Yet we say we care...
Then why is it no one SEE the pain,
No one sees our soul.

WE always say
"I care-"
Care is only a word.
No action behind it,
Nothing in it.

If we turn,
It's our faults?
No,
How 'wrong' of them.

Look at me,
Look at him,
Look at her!

Tell me you care now!
You can't say it,
You're too shocked.

But I grow empty,
Empty,
Numb,
Cold,

Empty at the fact its only words.
It's only spoken.

So why bother?

To care?
Is weakness,
To bring pain,
To fall into enemy arms.

Yet the truths are lies,
Reality is Illusion.
World is nothing.

Nothing?
Maybe,
That's how we feel.

Shattered lives,
Broken Souls,
Scared Bodies

Yet even to the most visible things,
It's the hardest to see...

So that's caring?!
That's what's going on...

Maybe its time to stop,

Nothing left,

Maybe caring is the crime...