Why Should I Care ? .....

Reasons as seasons will always change,

and as fallen apart, time will life rearrange,

and if life isn't about living, why should I let it scare?

Honestly speaking, why should I even care?

hating me, and all I'm supposed to be,

had to give it all up, before the insanity,

longed to be free,and those chains are confining me,

had to break all, the sky is only what I want to see.

Those words I use, those words I magically play,

those stories foretold, echoing in the head at the end of the day.

I just don't need this anymore, what seems to be the right way,

I've left it all behind, ruins in flames and winds of gray.

When all come down tumbling, when all is too much to bare,

I used to all face, to all stand up and accept the dare,

about a lasting pain I used to speak, now I just breathe the air,

I guess all boils down to one question, why should I care?