I try my best to move from this stage.
But it's like this stage wasn't meant to end.
I smile on the outside.
Really and truly I'm broken inside.
And this hurt is kill me slowly and making life feel useless and lonely.

No one to really talk to and share my pain.
People you think are your friend switches on you and leaves you hanging.
Some you're scared to talk too because you still  don't know where their loyalty lies.
Before you know it you're back alone  again facing reality.

People thinks it's all well .
They don't see the tears running down my face.
The amount of wishes I wished for things to change.
How many times I'm left in space.
Guess I'm a pretty good actor then.

Being different is a good thing.
But it makes it hard to fit in.
Most of the time its just me and me left in this space.
And I'm getting fed up of this game that life is playing with me.

I'm trying, I'm really trying .
The only things I think is hold me together is hope and faith.
And I really hope it never runs out because it might be the end of me.

I have God in my corner and know that's all I need.
But being left alone can put a toll on how you feel.
Wish they could just see how I really feel.
But they don't really know me to know what's going on with me.
Nor take the time to know me.
And it would always remain as no one knows.