Does it Even Matter to Ya?
copyright Sharon Rose Poet 7-27-2024
I am now almost old and grey.
My steps sometimes begin to sway.
My skin looks like a crumpled bag,
And some see me as a worthless hag.
But I have a heart and a sound mind.
And I need you all to be more kind.
My heart sometimes, begins to break
And writhe beneath each cruel mistake.
But does it... does it even matter to ya?
Does it, does it, does it even matter to ya?
Some would say its just "tough luck.
Fight back or swim hard, like a duck."
Or "you just have to toughen up."
But I never fell and never swam,
And I don't even think I can -
I want to stay the way I am!
My heart is something I must guard.
Although this world can make it hard.
But does it... does it even matter to ya?
Does it, does it, does it even matter to ya?
I was sensitive and this is good,
But for myself I never stood
Until I wrote the songs for you.
I wish you all could know it too;
The heart in me I had to save
Inside that misperceived cave.
My heart was deepening its Love.
When I turned from that first big shove.
But does it... does it even matter to ya?
Does it, does it, does it even matter to ya?
I loved you deep right from the start.
And longed to share with you my heart,
I wanted to wash away all your pain
And bring about the needed change.
But you chose to do it by yourself
And got stuck on an angry shelf!
So, I cried alone in an empty place,
Unable to reach beyond the mistakes.
But does it... does it even matter to ya?
Does it, does it, does it even matter to ya?
As I look back at our misplaced steps
That most have not even faced yet.
It hurts so much its hard to bear.
Sometimes I just numbly stare.
If only we'd all been free to care
.
If only truth had stayed back there.
Although the past can't be undone,
We can choose to learn from it or run.
But does it... does it even matter to ya?
Does it, does it, does it even matter to ya?
Did I ever even matter to ya?
This song almost fits Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah" cello melody, but it needs one of its own.
