Is It?

In the crowd,
of your so called friends,
which one is hurting,
hoping there life will end.

Is it the one,
who puts on a face,
acting like they belong,
in this place.

Is it the one,
who's quiet and shy,
watching and waiting,
while the world goes by.

Or is it the one,
who no one really likes,
who hangs out with the crowd,
hoping to be liked.

All of these have reasons,
for hating life,
so why are you,
the one with the knife.