Who Cares?

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You look at me through steely eyes
As just someone to be despised
A vacant shell to leave and ignore
Caring for me is just a chore

A job you do with no affection
Avoiding my looks in your direction
Well I may no longer be young and free
And my body not as able as it used to be

Just because my eyes are weak
And my bowels are sometimes prone to leak
Doesn't mean my feelings are dead
I have heard the words that you have said

I had a good life when I was younger
Living it to the full with passion and hunger
And if I could do it all again
There's nothing that I'd like to change

You see I've done everything I wanted to
And tales to be told there are a few
You don't care that I lived a life
And fathered children with a loving wife

Now I'm old and my wife is dead
And memories are scrambled in my head
Grown up children from the nest have flown
I feel trapped in this room all alone

Unable to care for myself anymore
Waiting for you to open my door
Continued abuse day after day
For this I worked all my life to pay