They All Said.....

They All..

They all say,

They love me,

That they dont want me to go.

That I really do mean something,

That theres places I can go.

Ill tell them theyre crazy,

That they dont know what they think.

That all they really know,

Is that I hate the color pink.

I do have those cherished few,

Who actually do care.

They love me for who I am,

Not for what I wear.

I will get bulshit lines,

Saying that they are always there.

But when it comes down to it,

All they are is scared.

Scared for what I might say,

Scared for not knowing what to do.

Scared for what could happen,

Scared for the winds that blew.

The winds that blow their thoughts away,

Made them think so clear,

Help them finally realize,

I wont always be near.

I drop little hints,

Little things to make them see.

They simply brush it off,

theyve got better places to be.

So Ive written a few notes,

Wrote a few letters.

Made a few scars,

Cried a few tears.

My life is insane,

It is incomplete.

I should go on a plane,

Jump off and be free.

They all act like they know me,

Like we've been friends for life.

But the truth is they just pretend,

Ans make me think about that knife.

They want to know the details,

Some things they wont get.

They all say they love me,

But yet we have never met.