Empathy is a myth.

I get to stare at the back of your head everyday,
Knowing I don't have the status; to make you turn around.

You scroll through you msn list
Browsing through the personal messages,
To see everyone is just as pathetic as you.

It's like being suffocated while you smile,
Being too stubborn to say you're scared.

It's like the world is your ice cream cone,
It looks pretty nice and delicious on the outside,
But then it starts to melt and get clingy and sticky.

Spending days wallowed up in self-pity,
Until the day comes when you realize you're just a brat.

Making excuses to try and slow life down.

"Heyyy, are you in the zooooooone? The zooooooooone? The zooooooo-"
'Stop that.'

And I'll take all the tears we've cried for you,
And sprinkle the world with it's dew;
Because only then will it sparkle like it used to do.

And friends are the kind of people,
Who can make you laugh; even when they aren't there.