Standing out in the cold air,
It seemed the wind could hear.
Whispering in my ear, it vanished,
Along with everything I held dear.
They looked at me without concern,
As tears flowed down my cheeks.
They uttered not a word to me,
As days turned into weeks.
Lie after lie I told them,
They didn't even see.
Saying I was fine over and over,
I somehow wasn't being me.
But they turned around to watch the show,
Friends with hidden knives.
Torturing people lower than themselves,
Only caring about their own lives.
I'm smiling with no actual happiness,
Crying for reasons I don't know.
Hiding behind a mask a mile thick,
Watching things I can't show.
Whispering to no one,
They think I've lost my sense.
Hiding behind my black notebook,
I wish I wasn't so tense.
Problem after problem,
Scream after scream.
I thought we were suppose to be together,
And be the greatest team?
They pretend not to see reality,
And I pretend not to know their game.
Why can't things be like before?
Why can't they be the same?
They have changed and I have too,
No longer caring if I should die.
So here I sit upon the floor,
Just leave me alone to cry.