The Best Years??

Everybody tells me
These years are the best
But every day that passes
Gets worse than the rest

Every night I fall asleep
With tears in my eyes
Shaking and cold
Sick of all the lies

Every morning I wake up
Hoping it's all a dream
That reality will disappear
And things are as they seem

Every time i walk the halls
I see happy couples holding hands
While I'm standing alone wondering
Where is my man?

Every lunch I sit alone
Watching them all talk
Sick from not eating
Because starving all I've got

Every night I go home
Locking myself inside
Afraid to wake my parents
I sit in my room and hide

Every night I cut myself
To escape reality
These years are the best....
For everyone but me