Have you ever layed on your bed,
Just thinking to yourself for a while?
Turn over and then think about someone,
But for some reason you just cant smile?
They're in your heart and in your dreams.
You think of them with every passing day.
You wish they were with you,
To help you through things or just to say,
To say they love you and they always have.
To tell you they won't leave you.
To say they'd always be there.
If that's true, why is your heart broken in two?
Why are you afraid to get attached to people?
Why are you afraid to just try?
You think you can combat your fears,
But all you seem to be able to do is cry.
You think you can hide your pain,
Hide it so deep, like a treasure concealed.
You go through life in a daze,
Only you knowing how much of the pain is real.
When you hear that sad song you stop,
Listening to the melody and melancholy of it all.
You think of all the memories you shared,
Crying heavily you on your floor fall.
Why do these memories come back to haunt you?
Why don't they just go and leave you alone?
Why can't your heart be repaired?
Why do you feel sad and on your own?
You have great friends, who care and who love.
You tell them how you feel, they help you out.
You're grateful for that, you really are.
But sometimes they just don't know what its all about.
You try to explain, then say "Why bother?".
You say you can do it by yourself, make it on your own.
You've done it for so long, why not a little longer?
But there's always those few friends who have always known.
One knows what I'm going through very vividly,
For she's living my nightmare as we speak,
Trying hard not to cry, not to show pain.
Why should they make her cry, why show that she's weak?
Weak in her emotions, running rapidly throughout her.
Trying to hold them in, all she needs is someone to care,
Someone to take her away from this place, to bring her away.
Someone to talk to, someone to just be there.
Another uses poetry to get her feelings out.
Taking care of the house and her brother,
She's not a normal teenager, working and cleaning.
Trying so hard to make it - She's more like a mother.
She tries to put up a front, to show she's not weak.
She thinks she can keep it all in, no one will know.
Her pain is so deep, more than you can imagine.
Somehow no one sees as all the tears down her cheek flow.
Friends like my next amaze me, they really do,
Putting up with jerks for brothers, and an emotional Mom.
Trying to please them all, to be all she can be.
But holding all her feelings in is like setting a time bomb.
She has some escapes -- her friends who love her.
But they can't always be there when she needs them to.
Crying on her bed late at night she think to herself,
Why am I so sad? Why do I always feel so blue?
Friends have betrayed her, talking behind her back.
Talking smack to a lot of people, her rep they break.
Until that one boy sets it all straight, makes it all right,
Waiting and wanting he lovingly her heart takes.
Then there's my other, whose lost his best friend.
He feels lonely, like no one cares for him.
All he really needs is a friend, someone to talk to.
Emotions run high, sometimes the situation looks grim.
People think he's a bad kid, but what do they know?
They don't know the real him, just thinking what they please.
Forever doubted, how would you deal?
How can you tell someone no, when they say "I need to talk, please"?
What's the point of telling you all this...?
I learned something very valuable from all of my friends.
They might try to hide what they feel from you.
But you need someone to vent, to tell you its not the end.
You can't always be depressed, trying not to let them know of,
Of your anger and resentment bottled in, all the hurt and the doubt.
You try not to cry, you have to be strong.
Its not right to keep it all within, with no ways out.
All I know is that I've learned things I will never forget.
When you're ready to give up, when you think its the end,
Just look for those people, look to those people to help you.
I love them all so very much,
Those people,
My friends.
