Lonely. still.

You don't think about me.
what do i have to be?
just to be seen.
I'm never gonna be perfect.
no one understands.
and when i let it out,
everyone just says to
be happy.
"Your pretty don't be sad,"
and when i say i can't they
just get mad.
They just don't know,
I can't let my true feelings show.
that would hurt me.
i don't know who to talk to.
it just hurts so bad.
i cant be sad,
and let everyone know.
I'm just alone.
in this cruel world;
without anyone
to save me.