It’s always the one you would least expect
The girl with the confidence and no regrets
They joke and play like nothing is wrong
But deep down inside, there’s a storm going on
All those times you joked about their insecurities
Laughing loud and hard about their obscurities
The indifference that was strong in your voice,
made them realize that showing emotion was a horrible choice
Your best friend should know all the little details,
Everything you think, down to that final e-mail
That you weren’t happy or joyful inside
But emotionally distraught and without any pride
You can’t tell your family because it’s just a joke
They’ll say “You’re just fine! Stop being a bloke.”
Now you have emotions that seem so rare
Your family can’t fix something that’ll never repair
Now there’s nobody left to share your inquiry
Only a pen and a 50-page diary
Now you’re alone and totally drained
Finally, ask yourself “God, how do I get rid of this pain?”