[Fifteenth today, a very simple explanation of how one may feel when they want to share something in times of happiness and sorrow. Very basic. ]
The immense joy,
The intense sorrow,
They don’t even know you’re there,
Because, they don’t care.
You sit alone sulking,
With only the reason and you;
And disappointing horns blare,
Because, they don’t care.
You beckon the least interested,
They have their world to live up;
And its worthless to share,
Because, they don’t care.
Wise to rejoice alone,
Wise to weep alone,
They can’t see your expectant stare,
Because, they just don’t care.
-Priyesh
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