A short poem about the way that my problems or struggles seem to get minimized and invalidated by those without empathy, simply because "the world keeps spinning" despite those problems. If the world is still spinning, that means it doesn't matter, right?
Your mother acts like she hates you,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your father breaks all his promises,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your brother doesn’t talk to you like he used to,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your sister betrayed you and felt no remorse,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your only talent is wasted and never seen,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your high school ruined how you see yourself,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your old friends don’t even miss you,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your new friends won’t stick around,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your house is too small for such a large family,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your income isn’t enough to keep you fed all month,
But the world keeps spinning.
You’re not doing good, but the world keeps spinning.
Your mother acts like she hates you,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your father breaks all his promises,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your brother doesn’t talk to you like he used to,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your sister betrayed you and felt no remorse,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your only talent is wasted and never seen,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your high school ruined how you see yourself,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your old friends don’t even miss you,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your new friends won’t stick around,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your house is too small for such a large family,
But the world keeps spinning.
Your income isn’t enough to keep you fed all month,
But the world keeps spinning.
You’re not doing good, but the world keeps spinning.