I've never been so alone, in this cruel cold world.
It's like a black hole sucking out my emotions.
People just don't understand, not even me.
I cry every night, hoping things will get better.
But things don't, there either the same, or worse.
People just don't understand, that even if I act tough
I am soft on the inside, and need to be guarded.
Every night, as I cry, I see the world flying by me.
My friends, and parents, think I'm happy.
But they just don't understand. I need them now! More then ever.
Why can't people see through my outside, and see I'm so sad?
Why do I have to be so good at hiding my emotions, and shutting out the crude comments?
People think that they don't effect me, but with each word, it's like a knife, stabbing me, making my heart bleed. The blood comes out as tears.
On my pillow, they stain, and they show my pain.
And as I watch my friends and grades go down..
I know I won't be happy.
