Sadness is masked by a world I create, 
I pretend to be happy in this place.
I wonder if some could really relate,
I'm sad with tears running down my face.

I feel very alone and confused here,
Like I just feel like screaming.
I just feel like I want to disappear,
Often fantasizing and dreaming.

I'm very cold and very sad,
I'm here, but so far away.
I just get so very mad,
I just am hopeful and pray.

Sometimes, I want to run far,
Not ever come back.
I feel bruised with scars,
Perhaps, this is an anxiety attack.

When I need you to listen, you don't hear me,
I listen to everybody else's pain, when they need a friend.
If you'd just listen sometimes, I think you'd agree,
My heart is broken and needs to mend.