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Care for Me by *dragon-architect:icondragon-architect:

Categories Literature > Poetry > General Poetry > Fixed


Care for me.
My grades matter not.

Care for me.
My skills matter not.

Care for me.
Listen when I speak.

Care for me.
Love me for who I am.

Care for me.
I'm tired of all these lies.

I'll not make myself to who you think I should be.

Just care for me — for who I truly am.
©2006-2009 *dragon-architect
:icondragon-architect:

Author's Comments

I want to say this to my mom, but I don't know how to say it. I just can't trust her.

Everyone I know in real life cares more about what I do than who I am. It's depressing that the only people who care for me for who I truly am—for the dragon I am—are people that I don't even know face to face. That's not the life I wanna live. I want friends I can see and hear and touch (not in a bad way) that care more for who I am and actually give me the attention I've been begging for.

People only say "Hi" or "What's wrong?" The don't express interest in what I'm doing. They turn away when I talk about the things I'm interested in. I'm sick of hearing nothing but greetings and sympathy. I'm sick of that kind of attention, but when I want the attention I'm deprived of, I always get shunned.

I just don't know who to trust anymore.

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:iconlivid-angel:
~Livid-Angel Dec 20, 2006, 4:27:51 PM
If you would like to talk, you can message me.
If not, *hug*

--
FOFOFOFOFOFOFOFOFOFOFOFO!!!!!!!!!!
(There has never been a better time!)
:iconurdanc3r:
~UrDanc3r Dec 20, 2006, 4:28:24 PM
aww
*CYBER HUH*
i no i dont know u
but i am sorry
keep a smile on
i promise every thing will clear up
i no we dunno each other
but message me if u want
^_^
frnkie xo

--
"Hold me too closely,
breath sweet nothings into my ear,
kiss me too fiercely,
in the end, your all that i fear."

- merely a stanza from My List Of Many Random Stanzas That Still Have To Be Placed Into A Poem
:iconmizu-dragon:
=Mizu-dragon Dec 20, 2006, 4:28:47 PM
This piece both speaks volumes that I understand and describes a situation I know well. I hope things get better for you, really, because if you've come to the point of writing this, you deserve it. ^^

Best. :)

--
A blue feather floats down from above...
Go, stand in the sun. It is brighter than your monitor.
:iconlivid-angel:
~Livid-Angel Dec 20, 2006, 4:29:26 PM
To clarify: That was a completely heterosexual hug.

--
FOFOFOFOFOFOFOFOFOFOFOFO!!!!!!!!!!
(There has never been a better time!)
:icondragon-architect:
*dragon-architect Dec 20, 2006, 4:34:01 PM
Fyi, hugs are like handshakes: they're universal. :)
:icondragon-architect:
*dragon-architect Dec 20, 2006, 4:35:47 PM
Poetry is my only emotional release. There's no other way I can purge myself of feelings that would otherwise destroy me.
:iconmizu-dragon:
=Mizu-dragon Dec 20, 2006, 5:00:20 PM
Then it's for the best that you write. May it always provide a release for you.

--
A blue feather floats down from above...
Go, stand in the sun. It is brighter than your monitor.
:iconpanamatt:
~Panamatt Dec 20, 2006, 5:10:35 PM
I thought I could relate to what you were describing, but upon further thought, I'm not sure. I suppose the similarity might be between me and other people my age. Someone once told me I put people off with the way I dress and act, and I eventually came to the conclusion that that was their problem, not mine. You could probably come to the same conclusion.

Keep writing, for I want to read the musings of your mind.

--
Ohh it's not your fault. It's not your mother's fault. Now...you pay attention to old Rooter. It is nobody's fault. The Great Circle of Life has begun. But you see, not all of us arrive together at the end.
:icondragon-architect:
*dragon-architect Dec 20, 2006, 5:53:01 PM
Writing is what I do. If I had nothing to write, I would have no reason to live--no purpose. I would not have the creativity I have today if it weren't for one little thing that I wrote two years ago. One little thing that opened up my mind.
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