Sitting all alone by the bed on the floor
Your asleep and Im up quietly
Can things ever be like before?
This cold burns inside of me
Words and actions begging to be set free
Not the truth, only lies they believe
So I sit here to think about everything
Your hiding things from me
Today whats real
Tomorrow you conceal
Why cant anyone understand that I hurt too?
No its not just you
Call me dramatic, call me a liar, call me a backstabber
But your the deneyer
Of everything thats undercover
So all I can do is suspect and wonder
In my heart,
"Best Friends" come and go
Loneliness, thick skin, understanding, and reality grow
I love you and I have to all the other ones
Turn my head and smile big when they come
Yet I care for them all
I promise I do
Honesty got in the way
No they couldnt tell the truth
But the question is,
Can I seperate them from you?
These are poems/writings from friends, bands, artists, and me. They all mean something and somehow relate to me.
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