Here, but Really Gone...

There you sit, so un-caring.
Pretending to be involved when you're
Just so happy to be out.
So happy to be the one who ran
Trying once again to be the one who
Rules the roost, wanting things your way
Even while you're heart left months ago.
You're just not really in it...
You're not really here...
So why do I care if you care?