Friends

Why must you judge me,
when you don't even know?
You have no idea what I've been through,
my emotions don't always show.

You think I should be happy,
even though I feel so alone.
Well how would you know,
when you have someone to call your own.

You say you are my friend;
you would do anything for me,
but why is it when I'm hurting,
you can't even see?

You constantly call me "Emo",
and make me feel so low,
but you're no better than me,
even though it may appear so.

You may like to keep your true feelings buried deep down inside,
but unlike you, my friend, I have nothing left to hide.