he said
"tell me how you feel,
really feel, not the ******* you tell them, "your friends",
tell me whats really on your mind and why you're really like this,
why you have tears running down you face and when i slightly make a joke the tears seem to go away but as soon as i walk away
I KNOW
they'll come right back, just worse than before,
tell me why you seem to lose it around everyone when you can't handle what's really going on,
tell me why when i see the smile on your face and you look down, i can see the pain you're hiding,
tell me WHY you dragged me here to listen to you sob and tell me everything's alright, when i know its not"