Is it possible to feel empty inside, but warm on the outside?
I am crying deep down, but out there I am laughing.
I am destroyed in here, but my skin is perfectly clear.
My heart never survived, but my pretty face did.
Nothing is what it seems.
My life is perfect, but me and perfect are like the earth and the sun.
Everyone would die for my life, but I would just love to die.
My tears not coming out, cause no I can’t show.
My soul no longer sparkling
I used to shine so bright
but no more
that fire left me
just as you did
you didn’t use the exact words
leave me
i remember you said
having friends, it isn’t hard
having hard friends, that is
that’s how you told me
how i knew it
i believe you with every word
always
so at that moment
i apparently had no friends
lonely
no one to understand me
no one to be with me
no one to laugh with
no one just to have
no one just to hold
no one just to be sad
together
no one to chat
no one to play
no one to talk
no one to gossip
no one to
no one