Their painted smiles and faces,
Saying things they don't really mean...

She steps her foot in,
The stress immediately flickers upon her face...

Dark circles, bleeding eyes and pale skin,
That is the reflection she sees within...

I may hide my feelings here and there,
But I have good reasons and it's because I care...

Searching, searching and searching,
For someone I can call 'my friend...

I think about you all the time,
No matter what I do, your always on my mind...

When we were all told,
It came as a big shock...

Here she is feeling miserable and blue,
Wanting help but not knowing what to do...

I've fallen in an empty hole,
A hole so deep, I cannot find my way out...

Sitting in this room all alone,
Hardly even moving, just as still as a stone...

We are distant and keeping our space,
This will enable us to think and put everything...

I'm always taken as a joke,
I constantly feel like I'm about to choke...