TAKING CARE OF ME
A time it is when I must think of not another but me,
Loved ones I know pass me by, they forgot how to see.
Once so close yet with time further are we in thought,
Friends really do come and go, strangers are a constant we know.
Taking care of me Is how I must be, no one will care, not like me,
I don’t wish to be alone but part of me will forever be on my own.
I must always watch over me, who else cares what I am really to be,
Busy lives roam fast around, they rarely listen as your voice has not a sound,
Taking care of me makes me feel at ease as how many others do believe in me?