What's Wrong

Loneliness

we blended together like chocolate and vanilla

she was sweet enough to hurt, I was plain enough to pass

she had that creamy voice that made everyone melt

meanwhile, I barely got a glance

she was a good soul, a ball of energy

who attracted others with her genuine smile

I wish I had that kind of vibe

alas-no one cared to notice me

I was still but invisible, intangible

a ghost to everyone but her

my only friend, and my sweet sorrow

I drowned in my pain and it drained into her eyes

she seemed to be the cure for it all, only for me to realize

that she didn't really notice me at all

only the person I pretended to be

friend-an English word-such a foreign syllable

I could never taste its true sugary addiction

only a bitter lie of a drink

she had called me friend so many times

that I forgot that she never really saw me

and that I lived in a broken little world

so I wished to disappear

but how can I, when I was never truly there?

the mask of friendship made my face much uglier

so i ran away from the lie, straight into the arms of misery

who was the only soul to keep me company