by the Cheshire Cat
i don't understand
how you could have such power
to bring me down fast and quick
upon my scarred and scabbed knees.
i don't understand
how you could speak of apathy and uncaring one moment
not feeling how deep a mark you've made in others.
realising only too late
how much they love and care for you.
i don't understand
maybe i wasn't meant to.
perhaps one day i could let you see
all of this, everything.
then maybe,
we could both understand everything.