Have you ever heard a lonely heart screaming into the night? Have you seen the tears,that are never shed? Does a broken heart heal? Can the lonely ever be loved? I'm tired of always being a stand in. For someone who's not their. Just once I want to come frist. Why are the ones left behind? The frist to cry. Why am I always the one, watching people walk away? Dream weaver, please weave a dream for me. Make this feeling of lonelyness disappear. Let me feel whole. Even if it's only in my dreams. Why do I always feel like I can just disappear. And no one would notice? Am I so invisable? I envy those people who belong. Who know how to have fun. Who actually have freinds. I take on so much. So that I fall exhuasted into bed and sleep. That way I don't see how lacking my life is. Poems of fantasy. Words written on paper. Dreams that will never come true. Life a game. That I am destined to lose. I feel like someone standing outside the party. Looking in. Because no one thought to ask me. They all say she's to busy or pratical to stop by. Why am I stable? With my feet frimly rooted to the ground. Why can't I just live in the moment? Sometime's I just want to disappear into oblivion. Tired of this bleck existence. I'm tired of the tear stain's on my pillow. That no one ever see's. Pain my only freind. And sorrow for my comfort. Tear's in the eyes of a lonely women are never seen. But tear's in the eyes of a lovely women are always seen.
