How I feel.

Is this what it's going to be like?
The fights,
The nights, that I lie awake,
Secretly crying myself asleep.
How could this be,
The night is lying bright,
The stars alight,
I guess the place I've always dreamt of,
Just slowly floats away.

Do you remember the laughs I tried to make sound real?
Well, they are only wishes to me now,
Do you know how I feel?
So alone,
Invisible?
Like I'm doing this by myself?

These words are all I have,
And I can't even begin to pretend everything is ok,
I'm not one to lie,
And I fake it anymore.