Bread on the floor

Oh God please forgive me
for everything I ignore
Im worried about that Old man
standing upon my door

Noting now seems to hit me
when every single day it does
listening to how they talk and talk
Im turning no one else return

and Im flying
so high
so why

what do you care about
if they don't care anymore
why do you have to kill me
when the bread is lying on the floor