Not sure what to think

But I awoke in a place today in which I wished all people were true and real.
They did not wish me harm, I wish that they were true in how they feel.

They were a mask behind their faces of laughter pointed at me.
But I stare at them, I stare crying, wishing I was free.

People constantly break my heart those who say they love me most.
So why am I sitting here feeling like a stranger, like casper the friendly ghost.