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This pain I feel

This pain is unreal

This pain I know

It's about to show



I try to hide it

But it's gonna come out

I dont even know

What this pains all about



When I try to call someone

And there not there

Something snaps

I start breathing hard and pulling at my hair



I cool myself down

And tell myself its dumb

And that I may be wanted

By something or someone



I know what your thinking

"you'd freak over that?"

Well fuck you buddy

It's just how I act



Maybe I am crazy

Maybe I am phyco

Maybe I will turn out to be

Just like my older bro



No way not just like him

Thats a scary thought

He does things I dont approve of

And I know he lies when we talk



I don't like being alone

Cuz then I start to think

My mind starts racing

And sundenly my whole ship sinks



I start to think

"Oh no my friends are gonna be mad!"

About something or something else

Then I think i'm making them feel bad



I'm saying this now

I care to much

I think I have to many friends

Really theres a bunch



I have to help all of them

Some more then others

Those ones I help more

Also help me, we help eachother



But thats too much worrying

About how people are

And when I can't help them

It leaves too many scars



So i'm only keeping my true friends

Alex,Alyssa,Missie

Dave,Megan,Jon,Jill

And for the others...I'm much to busy