So short

For the first time in my life, I actually felt loved
But I should have known it would not last very long
I wanted it to last forever, but already they have left
Obviously being loved was not where I belong

No one sees the tears I cry they only care about you
I don't mind it just feels painful, and it hurts
Why should they care anyway, she is more important
If I had to make one of us happy, it would be her

Silently repairing the fraying threads of my mask
Which I sit in silence, cut of the blood to my brain
But no, I cannot moan, I have to laugh and smile
Whereas everyone else is allowed to feel pain

But, I am being selfish, it is her for whom they should care
And she is the one that should have help getting better
I don't mind being alone, been there all my life
Sitting and carving on to my skin, fresh letters