Description: while i am not in this specific mood at the moment, i have been in the past, and i will continue to be when it sets upon me....but i thought it would make an interesting read....
so be it -------------------------------------------
why do they tell me to smile
theres nothing to be pleased about
theres nothing to praise
maybe their lives suit them
drowned in their own lies theyve created to cover the harsh reality of themselves
they drape their faces with crystal masks
i only want to reach out and crush them
the shards to pierce my heart
the blood to flow down their hands
so that they may feel
what i feel constantly
dawn to dusk
they kill themselves in lies
and i live them
these...people....that i have been led to believe are my....friends? should i dare say?
yet more recently i fell that they all drift
into their own void away from me
is it my fault?
or is it just another lie they create within themselves
to be.....friends....i hate that word
i feel more like they are...acquaintences....
not to be applied to all
but to the few
the few i have
how many are there
how many really care
if i were to...disappear...what would their reactions be
how long would it take for they to realize
that maybe
im gone
and its their fault
im gone already i feel
im trapped within myself and noone is able to break me
humanity falters
its more than that....
they lock themselves away
and for the few of us who truly see life at its fullest
we are the downcast
i am alone
does anyone hear my screams?
Submission Name: so be it
