no one needs to know
about the things i refuse to show
they dont care, so i wont share
the things i've locked away.
my life is of unimportance
so a pretender to them is what i'll be.
invisible, away, oh what a dismay.
like they seem to care.
none of them actually see
the kind of friend i want to be
because of them i've lost my chance
and i dont think i'll get it back.
they dont trust, love whatever the case
i am who i am because of them.
i hope they know the Frankenstein they've created.