Broken, shattered, dreamer,
Those are the words, I would use to describe me,
My smiles are fake,
It’s just so easy to fool people

You know how it feels to listen to everyone’s problems and be their sponge,
When no one is there for you,
Who’s my sponge?

I have two great friends and I love them,
But sometimes even with them, I feel lonely,
They share their problems with me, whether it be relationship drama or family drama,
But unfortunately the same can’t be said for me,

Our lives are worlds apart, while she worries gets mad at her boyfriend for not answering her call,
I wonder if I’ll lose the house I grew up in,
I have dealt with fake people my entire life,
People who, if you placed two plates in front of, along with a hungry child,
Would eat one plate and save the other for later, rather than to give it to the hungry child
The worst part of it, they were family, people I thought I could trust
Greed truly destroys those you hold dearest.