WHO EVEN CARES? — Summary

Who even cares that we didn't light up the candles; Who even cares that we're not dining together; Who even cares about a small picture in the corner and on it, a pair of bright eyes looking at us?

Who even cares 'bout the unanswered 'Goodbyes'; Who even cares about the unheard 'By your sides'; Who even cares about the shattering sound in each day and of no sign of a worry once it may end?

Who even cares that all this only drifts anchored ships apart; Who even cares that it sets the sun faster and faster towards each night? No one cares that it brings a small heart to the verge of capacity and disables its might.

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Over and over, the speaker asks "Who even cares?" The question is bitter rather than curious, and it points to small absences: candles left unlit, a dinner nobody shares, a little photograph with a pair of bright eyes watching from the corner. Judging by these details, someone is missing, whether through death, distance or a broken bond, and the speaker is left to cope alone.

The second stanza turns to words that were never answered, "Goodbyes" and "By your sides" that nobody heard. Days feel noisy with a "shattering sound," yet nobody seems worried about when it might stop. The last stanza widens the picture: ships drift apart, the sun races toward night, and a small heart is pushed to its limit and loses its strength.

The mood is lonely and worn down. The repeated question builds a feeling of being ignored, and the speaker's hurt seems to come from believing that no one notices how heavy it all is.

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