It’s Not That I Don’t Care

It is not that I don’t care

But perhaps because I do

That I can sit here so calmly

And not give a thought to you

 

It’s not that it didn’t hurt

Because of course it did

It’s just that I’ve moved on

No longer holding the feelings that I hid

 

I don’t need to be included

Like I need your praise or smile

To make my days complete

I haven’t now for quite a while

 

I’ve counted my real friends

And added one or two

I’ve tallied up the good things I have

And none of them was you

 

So you can sit and laugh

And tell your mean girl tales

But when I look around the room

It’s your life that really pales

 

See I have unpacked my baggage

I’ve sifted through the ugly

And while I have a bit more work to do

It’s not me sitting there smugly

 

When all is said and done

And I have gone for good

Your circle will be smaller still

While mine has grown more than I thought it could

 

So it’s not that I don’t care

It’s because I really do

But I learned how to care about me

More than I really care about you.

 

 

About startingwritenow

I am a mom, a wife, a sister, daughter and friend. I love a good laugh, a house full of people, a great craft beer (or two), a bold red wine and a book or movie of any kind.-good, bad or otherwise! I believe in learning something everyday, in growing and changing every chance you get. I don't fit in every circle, I don't color inside the lines, but I have learned to love my messy life!
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