As the world goes on without me,
I watch them smile and cheer.
Watching them as they open that last beer.
Feeling as if I'm not wanted.
Wanting to just open up and tell them.
They ask me whats wrong,
They're all pretending to care.
For if they cared, they'd really know me.
They'd understand the pain that I felt.

I feel like I'm so alone.
As if all these people aren't real.
No one knows the pain inside of me.
They pity me as if I'm some baby.
Showing me that they dont know.
Know what its like to have a hard life.

I still feel the heartache of so long ago.
The boy that took my heart and smashed it.
He shattered my hopes and dreams.
I wonder why I'm still feeling this..
It's over...I should be used to it..

I look over at the people stareing..
Stareing at the girl they don't know.
The girl whose life is to tramatic for them.
Life is what you make of it...