Thats right I write poems #3

Poem time...

"You Don't Really Care"

You love getting my hopes up.
You spark my creativity with your promises and in time a masterpiece is created within my mind,
but that masterpiece is but a dream,
a dream crushed by the reality that you care not for me or my profession.
In the end I am a ignored memory with a vision that must be forgotten,
if only to retain my sanity.
For whenever we meet your smile can't hide your feelings,
or should I say lack of feelings,
for you are a friend to me,
but I am nothing to you.
Nothing but a joke amongst your friends,
who will never attempt to care about the beauty I create when I look through my lens...