One night I prayed to God and it lasted for days. I asked for his forgiveness because I had been feeling this way. While my heart poured out I could feel the desertion. So after a while our conversations just began to fade. And that feeling of loneliness sank in and started to feel real. All their words are just popular phrases they use as a cover. Offering their support but never standing behind it. It seems the happiest years of my life are whats killing me. They choose to be ignorant so that they don't have to deal with any shame. I know whats going on, even if they choose to hide it. I'm a struggling cause with no reason to be fixed. I just drown out their sounds and all of their terrible screeches. I paint on my smile and dress in my very best disguise. Maybe if I put a mannequin in my place, they wont realize my absents. This way of life just isn't my cup of tea, so maybe i'll stop drinking it.
