Masking it

When I cry no one is there

Why is that?

Am I just that easy to forget?

Am I just that easy to walk by?

Do the tears on my face mean anything?

Maybe I am just not that important

Maybe I am just a no one

While they are laughing

I'm crying

While they are smiling

I am crying

But they don't know

And I don't think that they ever will

Which is funny since I'm there for them

But they aren't there for me

They say I will pick up up when you fall

But I'm on the ground

No one is here

Am I really just nothing?

I guess I mean nothing

I really am nothing then

The sooner I accept this the better

I will be because no one is there

So I just have to depend on no one

I have to depend on myself

Because they desert me

They leave when you need them most

So you just say "yeah I'm ok" and get on with it until you are alone

Then it comes back

Next thing you know your face is dripping with tears

Because they where suppose to be there

To catch me when I fall

To push me harder

To shove me when I need it

To say its ok to cry when I'm upset

But is anyone really there?

Everything has changed

And I cant do anything

To to sit and watch

I feel so alone

It strangles me

It laughs at me

It enjoys my pain

It is the small voice in my head that says

"They never will understand you, have they ever personally asked you if everything was OK?"

"What makes you think that they'll accept you in their world?"

"What makes you think that they even care about you?"

"What makes you think they even like you as a person?"

" What makes you think that they don't hate your soul?"

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