Does it really matter
how I feel tonight?
The silence wraps around me,
cold and tight.
You don't even care—
no thought, no thought
of me at all.
Once, I thought you might love me,
but now I'm lost in silence.
Has someone hurt you
like you hurt me?
Does it really matter
if I'm the one who bleeds?
The words you never said
hang heavy, like a storm—
dark clouds gathering, thunder rolling.
Does it really matter
if I am torn?
Do I have a chance,
just a chance,
to hold you in my arms
and show you that I care?
I ache, I ache—
to hold you near,
to make it all right.
But will you even listen?
Or have you already turned away?
I won't hurt you—
I cannot hurt you.
But does it matter
if I lose myself in you?
It matters to me—
more than you'll ever know,
and maybe that's the problem—
I've given all of myself,
but you've never seen me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like you hurt me Does it really matter Matter at all Do I have a chance To hold you in my arms Because I really care very njce to read and simple