Small Worlds

This one deals with selfishness and apathy, and how much of a hypocrite I can sometimes be

No response

Not a text or a phone call

I'm sure they're busy

Yes, every single person

I usually have friends two days a week, sometimes three

Blended minds, I've always wanted

But, never do I appreciate the minds ready

Vainly ignoring, shrewdly lowering my mind to a hypocrite nonsense

Maybe I call too much, speak too much

Maybe they don't too much

It's meaningless, this selfishness

We all have our own little world inside this big world we all see

And that's okay

When the blank screen shows itself again, and it will,

find solace in the ways to be happy,

the ways to keep sane