Walking through life, it is a blur
not being able to give the attention friends require.
selfishly taking all your time for yourself
but it has to be done.

People stare, judge and talk,
you see, accept, and listen.
absorbing every word into you,
nothing can be done.

Seeping the words that were once absorbed,
unable to hide the feelings that follow.
you are only a puppet of the people,
stained by the people you call friends.