Worry

This was written about a really close, special friend.

Worry.
Does it occure to you I worry?
When i see you in another world,
When you get mad,
When you break things,
When people break you,

The way you talk,
The way you look

When you dont listen
and
you dont tell people whats wrong
I worry

When your left in a corner to sit
and watch
disappointment after disappointment
and are
bound to a chair
and forced
to think of what you could have done
as you watch
your loved ones
fall
deeper and deeper
into the depths of
hell.

I could choose
to worry
about other people
or things
but I choose
to worry
about you
because you
are the only
one who has ever allowed
me it to your
life
the way you do.

You trust me
and thats enough
for me
to worry
about you
the most.