All alone feels like things are fading
From friends to standing solo
Called to check up stay connected
Sent a text to an old friend
No response use to being ignored
No one that busy so the hint is taken
It's about making time
Over one sided friendships
Talking their character up
While they bad mouth
From wanting friends to isolation
Sacrificed now not doing anything
Did stuff not proud for friends
or justifying anymore walked away
Living with guilt labeled with burden
Trying to redeem
New people prefer to be alone

I've been playing 'Tug of War'
   ever since I was little.
   Me in the middle;
   my heart and mind on either side.

Look at you now
Beautifully covered in art
You don't need to cover up anymore
Your scars are beautiful

Do I believe in Destiny
Do I believe life is a dream
Do I believe in reality
Questions in life
I wonder