Parasite In My Ears

Why do you care?:

The sudden revelation entails hate, and rather than absorb it (like it had many others), You have dwelt conversely.

Why do you care?:

The words touch softly across any rigid surface that has yet to be turned brittle. Like stone under the acidic rain- perhaps that’s why it’s lime?

Why do you care?:

In this instance, it is for the reason why you continue your squandering:

To discover some unimaginable purpose.

I propose that the filthy elements that run through your conduits finally expel beyond that

cosmos of yours.

Why do you care?:

Mostly because I am composed of so much, that I have a vast field of time,

perhaps war should fill, or maybe advance me, I think I’d rather care than to not; for it has been revealed that it is the blood

that can never stop

oozing.

I hate to see others lost, since I know their maze.

Why do you care?! :

To care is to live.

To live is to love.

To love is to, perhaps the nonsense that bleeds from my brain

has trickled for

long.

I see you.

Yet you could care to imagine me.

I think it’s for the best.

WHY DO YOU CARE?:

The insatiable standards only peak when I breach the summit!

I care because who else will?!

Fear is a stream, and it continues to flow,

not a pebble could

irritate it.

WHY THE HELL DO YOU CARE?: Every conceivable dimension is a door to another reality,

It is a tree that grows new possibilities, It seems that I can’t help but rebel the beliefs of others.

Why do you care?:

I don’t know anymore.