Deep inside my heart I am crying.
I'm used to wonder, so, I hide my pain.
You ask if I'm alright.
But if you were truely my friend,
you, of all people, shouldn't have to.
Why do people ask me such questions?
They act like they care, or that they are your friend.
Then they just stab you in the back!
No Friends, No drama, No wonder, no wonder why people do it.
They may be judged, but they just ignore it like everything else......
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