This is dedicated to my friends who seem to be angry with me for just being depressed. If any of my *cough* friends read this then I just have to say one thing: Sorry if you're mad at me for being the way I am, but I can't help it. So don't blame me.

Betrayal

In your crowd I'm alone,

But the truth is never shown,

My cries for help you never hear,

But you say for my life you fear.

You all claim you care,

But you were never there,

You don't know me at all,

You just think I'm gonna fall.

You say you're afraid,

That my life is going to fade,

But can you really see the pain,

Or only the coffin you've lain.

Do you all really care,

Or is that another lie you share,

Because I never seem to know,

If you're a friend or foe.

So your friendship may be an illusion,

I'll still be in this confusion.

And though a suicidal is all you see in me,

Betrayal is all I tend to see.

There you go. Got a clue now? Look what you people do to me. And you thought you were helping me.