Care

Do you even care
Looking with such a stare
At the body lying there
That person hasn't got a prayer
Their life unlike yours is not fair and square
You would be totally unaware
Of why they are lying there
Do you even dare
to ask what has happened to make you lye there
Is your life just so mundane
That you need to fill your brain
With this kind of powdered rain
That in the main
Will totally kill your brain
Always being a stain on your life
While you lye there in the rain
Do you even care?