You think you hold <br />the world in your hands. <br />But all you are is <br />A big nothing. <br /> <br />Your critical eyes <br />miss nothing except <br />All the flaws you <br />Yourself have. <br /> <br />You circle me like <br />a vulture, pointing out <br />Each and every fault <br />Of mine and you <br />Call me a tragedy. <br /> <br />I have flaws, I accept <br />But I don't need you <br />To show me them <br />Every second in a day. <br /> <br />You call me a tragedy <br />And so am I. <br /> <br />The world could use <br />quite a few tragedies <br />To be interesting. <br /> <br />You try to drown me <br />In my own tears. <br />But sorry, not this time. <br /> <br />You roar like a lion <br />And I'm not moved <br />'Cause I know you're <br />Weaker than a cat. <br /> <br />Each time I ascend a step <br />You push me two lower. <br />But it won't work anymore. <br /> <br />You go on critizing me <br />But this I want you to know. <br /> <br />Just three words. <br />'I Don't Care! ' <br /> <br />You are welcome to bring <br />The sky down upon me <br />And I still won't care.<br /><br />Emily Angel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-don-t-care-29/
