I am the one you always turn to,
Every time the world ditches you.
I am always the witness of your late night cries,
I am always the listener of your lovers lies.

You keep coming to me,
When you can no longer take the pain.
You keep crying unto me,
When you have nothing else to see.

But when times that your ok,
The image of your back is all I can see.
Now your ok,
Your smiling unto the world, not to me.

It's sad and painful but true,
I'm just an option when it comes to you.
I can hear clearly your sobs,
but just the distant echoes of your laughs.