What Does It Matter?
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What does it matter that I feel so much?
That the pain is so near,
roaring, clawing up from inside.
Why should I care so much as I do?
What does it matter the knowledge of mine?
This outrage, this defense, this urge to fight
against all that Iíve allowed?
What good does id do that I see all this?
Why should I care, let my passion take flight
soaring over you, and them, and the entire riffÖ
What does it matter that I fight for my rights?
For something thatís mine that I know inside?
Who cares anymore, as Iím just pushed aside?
What does it do for me and to you?
Your face cruel, scoffing at my tears,
feelings snarling on my sleeves,
disgust in your eyes, as you tuck yours away,
sneering at me like the harsh parent
youíve taken inside.
Donít look at me with those eyes.