Never Be..

I have noticed that I have friends that are never really there,

So when they come crying to me..what makes me care?

I don't know if it's because I'm afraid of people being mad at me,

Or if its because being rude is something I don't want to be.

Life has gotten so confusing since the 6th grade,

All the fun times..like everything else has just fade.

I don't know how to smile for real anymore,

Because my body these days is so weak and sore.

And the world has rested upon my shoulders,

Everyones problems pinning me to the ground like heavy boulders.

My family fights and my mother cries,

And when the tears fall from her eyes a part of me dies.

Because I try so much to please them all,

But in the end I'm the one who will fall.

How do I know? Because it always happens to me,

But dont worry no one can see,

That happy...I guess I'll never be.