Elizabeth Tyrrell


Caring - Poem by Elizabeth Tyrrell

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I'm all alone,
No one cares,
I'm an outcast,
Even in my own family,
I don't care.
My life is hell,
My family doesn't care.
I want to die,
My friend's don't care.

Why do I care,
When no one else does?
What must I do,
To stop caring,
About myself and others?
How do I hide,
The pain I feel,
When I know no one cares?

What does care mean?
And when will people start caring?


~Emily E. Tyrrell~


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  • Gold Star - 15,358 Points John Westlake (5/2/2014 3:38:00 PM)

    I can relate to this in many ways. There are many people who do not care in this world, But I care about many things. And if I did know you, I would care about you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, November 4, 2013


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