why things hurt

things hurt because we bleed.
they hurt because we cared.

when the care - is no longer there.
where is the hurting gonna come from?
how can it attack us, through our thick heart wall.
a wall capable of withstanding the pressure of murder
or the wall which allows lying through our own fingers.

is that wall not capable.
it indeed is.
am i hurt because im your friend
or am i hurt because im gay.
im sure the former is the truth.
and the latter is a big excuse.

look at the 2 of them, they dont hate you
its because they dont freaking care.

who are you now to demand for...

right who am i to think i deserved.. (ugghh!!!)
you meant i dont? why cannot? isit because im...?
weird?