Why do I care so much?

Why don’t I just run away?

Trapped in a mind, all my life,

Which flinches at all the pain.

Overloaded and overheated

Sometimes I need a break.

But it ethical to sit aside and eat

When there is so damn much at stake?

Why couldn’t I be born

Into the mind of a more ignorant soul?

Not minding the poison in our air

Or the waters filled with coal.

I am condemned to care

For every life that is not mine

Born with working eyes to see

That the world is less than kind.

And for some reason, I love it.

I love that I care so much.

Passion burning through my veins

Until I turn to dust.

I know it would be easier  

And cause me much less pain,

But if I didn’t care so much

My being wouldn’t be the same.