Meh #2

I miss...

These aren't the lyrics or anything.

I miss talking to Trevor all of the time.
I miss being able to truly laugh.
I miss being truly happy.
I miss not having to fake a smile.
I miss being young and carefree.
I miss not having to worry.
I miss all of my virtual twins.
I miss everyone I talked to before.
I miss Jeydon.
I miss Jackson.
I miss Dakota.
I miss everyone.
They all left.
I don't know what even happened to Dakota.
I miss Jeydon.
I don't even know why he left.
I miss Jackson. He used to be happy.
I miss everyone.

Most of all, I miss the family I had.
We all split up.
We all moved on.
We have our own lives I get that.
But we never talk.
I love the people that I've met now.
But I don't know them too well.
I don't open up to people.
Why can't we go back in time?

Back to our virtual realties?
Right here is better than the real world.
I just want to be held and told it's going to be okay.
But I'll keep up this facade and play the part I'm supposed to play.
I have so many regrets, I've lost count.
I had so many chances but didn't take them.
I've lied so many times.
"I'm fine."

I care so much about how people will view me and what I write.
I hate it.
Alone and broken.
Done and tired.
But I'll be okay.
Darling I'll be okay.
I'll play the part.
The happy scenes. The perfect child.
But the game is getting old.
The rules are needed to be broken.
I'm going to switch these roles.
And play the rebel.
Play the true part I was supposed to play.