• They laugh,
    I cry,
    they live,
    while inside i die,

    They talk about you,
    I try not to listen,
    their eyes are full of smiles,
    while all mine do is glisten,

    They flirt,
    while i dont speak,
    They stand strong,
    while I am weak,

    They chat about their men,
    I sit and write,
    they can sleep half the morning,
    while I cant even sleep at night,

    Their hearts are still whole,
    while mines sliced in two,
    they seem so sure of themselves,
    while I dont know what to do,

    While their faces wear makeup,
    Mine is streaked with tears,
    They live in a happy world,
    Mines full of my fears,

    And yet knowone seems to notice,
    They all say that I look cute,
    how i wish for a remote,
    so I could press mute,
    shut off all the fake smiles,
    and say, THIS IS ME! ,
    im unhappy,
    isnt that something you can
    see?