So much pain
For such a tiny hole
That crease in your heart
That indentation on your soul
You try to say you’re not afraid
Then you realize this pain will never go away
Taking up space
Like a little cavity
Whispering lies of who
You really should be
So you try to gain control
Strangling your friends closer
Then act surprised when they go
Any other person would become sober
To the reality that
Finally people are sick
Of your chameleon personality that never quits
You’ll do just about anything to be accepted and fit
Into the circle, the group, the clique
Oblivious to the fact that you’re at the edge of loosing all of it
But this is kind of sad in fact
Because you’re blind to the words they say behind your back
But I guess on some sadistic level I’d love to see how you’d react
To the black words uttered by people you thought were close friends
Something horrible from which you would not be able to defend
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