I lay in bed alone at night and wonder why I'm here. I do so much for everyone. Why don't they show they care? I met this girl who said she loved me, something I haven't heard in so long. She used me for my money; what a ride she took me on. There is so much hurt I feel, so much anger trapped inside. Sometimes I wish my dad were here, but to me he's not alive. I have no one to talk to. These drugs seem to be the only way. Turns out it's a lie just like the smile I put on each and every day. I know outside I'm smiling; it's the face I fake for you, But inside my soul is crying and there is nothing I can do. I know my family loves me. I'm there when their decisions are poor. I'm sick of feeling like this walked on rug thrown upon the floor. I lay in bed and wonder what the hell I'm doing here. Can I wake up from this dream? Can I please just disappear?