Solitude

Plenty of freinds,
but not the one i want.
A shallow smile to please,
masks pain of the haunt.

How do you feel today,
automated "pretty good".
Real answer painted on my face,
not answering the way i should.

Someone asks my story,
want to elabourate.
Words to describe it escape me,
leaving them to debate.

Feeling so small,
cowering in the corner hugging my knees.
Build the protection of a wall,
madness sows it seed.

Life loses its luster,
dulls in my eyes and my days.
While no-one cares to look,
get up an walk away.