When Will I Stop Caring
I ask myself tonight: when will I stop caring? When will it stop? When will I stop?
It has been a vicious cycle that has been going on for decades. And no one knew the answer – except me. People often ask, but I keep shrugging. Maybe to end the countless questioning, or maybe because I’m just confused myself.
The more I care, the less they do. And the more I help, the less help I get for myself.
They just don’t see it. The little things.
And my hopes, they are high, I must keep them small