to find those who'd care about the insignificant things

that'd be

most likely

like a badly timed joke.

where every corner of the human brain

was molded to put itself first

for the cruel game of survival

it's a reminder that

the sun is not shining

it's fury incarnate

the moon is not pensive

it's cold and aloof.

but if not, then your heart must outweigh your rationality.

so when someone like you

accompanying us 

on the new path we're travelling

as happy as we are

like I said we'd be

it somewhat concerns me

that you are caring for us in place of yourself.