And then you wonder.
Who really wanted to know.
And who really cared.
When friends become foes,
and the world scoffs when you scream its not fair.
And who wanted to take their own life,
to guarantee the survival of mine.
And who really cared about the struggle,
who really cared about the loss,
who really cared about the brutal, testing cost.
And who just wants one thing,
and who wants everything.
And who will give something,
in return of nothing.
And who judges you day and night,
and who puts you in that ruthless box.
And who sits back in pain,
when you soul begins to rot.
And who kept their word,
and who broke you down.
And who is still around –
who is still around?