Everyday before work, went into the powder room and cried.
Came out acting normal cause i didnt want people asking why.
Hid so many things because im afraid no one understands.
Cried many tears but i came out looking happy, fine.
I wonder when will time be my friend
And For friends to be by my side.
Dont want to hear the rumours flying
But what can i do im the final stop.
I feel alone even if im not
Like the world would move on even if im gone.
Who would remember someone like me ?
How do u feel when some act like they care about u
but in reality they actually dont.

Elisheba Watson
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