“Why am I in pain?
Why does my heartache?
Why are my feelings buried so deep?
Who put them there?
Why can I not open the chest to my love?
Why can I not feel love anymore?
Why does everyone hurt me?
Why will they not let me in their mind?
Who are my true friends?
Why does their ignorance swell in my eyes?
Why am I not loved?
Why am I not cared for?
Why do I care about what they say?
Who began this masquerade?
Why am I still playing it?”
“Why am I so alone?”
“ Because you are not like us.”
I guess I am feeling alone.