Alone

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.