Tell me, why is it that I'm all alone?
An outcast in this world that I live in?
Would anyone miss me if I were gone?
Friends aplenty, to theirs' I am hidden
Nothing am I but a tool for misuse
Whose kindness is borrowed without repay
Am I the problem? Or the “friends” I choose?
Nobody knows, not even I can say
But all is not well with my fake smile on
Don't worry about me, I'll be just fine
My true emotions flow from dusk till dawn
Each day I choose where to draw the thin line
The thin line that plenty of people cross
They get to be happy, but at my cost