The reality

A crystal spark in my eyes
I heard to many lies
why do I pretend to be strong?
I cant even hold this long

learning that you like my friend
now see myself alone standing
but I should try to accept
the fact witch you left

Ive been so wrong before
and I don't want this anymore
I'm tired of being alone
why am I always alone?

to see myself crying
creates in me a burden
pretending to be happy
it hurts,since this is the reality.