They call me their friend.
They tell me they care.
When I really need them,
they are not there.
Every day is the same.
Filled with heartache and pain.
I sit and wonder why.
Why I even bother to try.
I lie here in the dark,
listening to the sounds of my broken heart.
I feel I can't go on.
I go to sleep praying I won't see the dawn.
