what is a friend?
someone who makes you laugh?
someone who's there when you cry?
I wonder sometimes...my friends
are they really my friends...
when im sad...they laugh..
im not the one who's normally sad
why dont they care?
sometimes i wonder...is it me or is it them?
i hate it ..i hate smiling when i want to cry
i hate lying when i want to speak truth
i hate being something im not
why cant they see it
why cant they see deep inside im crying
im hurting...
i hate life
wait...not life maybe just ignorance
i hate it all
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