You never cared.

The sky is no longer blue, the grass is no longer green.

Why do you even care? You don't think about me.

You hide in that cave, you call it your room.

It's your own "personal" space, but it'll become your tomb.

You push me, scratch me, and pull my hair

You don't love me, you never cared.

If Rose are red, and violets are blue,

then why'd dont you care? You only think about you.

You only care about what matters in your life,

but you never actually sat down and thought, "Am i doing what's right?"

Youre selfish, cold, and mean, you never cared,

about me or anyone else, you never shared.