As they say they like you, you can tell that they lie,
There is the truth inside my head as I know I will sigh.
The sigh means "I am lonely"
The sigh means "I care"
The sigh means "I'm here for you in every single way".
Deep in the core of my fresh and bleeding heart,
A memory of when I was loved and I never had to start.
Start of all the tears, start of all the lies,
Making sure my decisions to start was even wise.
I know others have it worse than me,
But hurt is all I feel, Blinded by the loneliness which is all I see.
Three people to talk to and three people to care,
They try to say "We love you", blinded by the blurriness as I stare.
I try to feel them care but all I feel is reject and that I am to blame,
Is my life just a make believe stupid game?
I need some help to find myself,
I need someone to care,
I want someone to be there and comfort me,
Like I am loved and important.
But it's not me.
It never will be.
Which
I
Hate.
