Lie

People talk,
People dream,
But I am not,
What I seem.

People gossip,
People lie,
But they can't hear,
My pain filled cry.

People love,
People hate,
But how did I earn,
Such a fate?

I'm dying inside,
But they're unaware,
And if they know,
They'll laugh and not care.

Who cares if I die tomorrow?
Who will mourn me, I cannot say,
But all of my worst enemies,
Will hate me either way.

The cuts and scars,
Are never enough,
The torture came,
And it's too rough.

If I go somewhere,
The consider this goodbye,
For why should I keep living,
If I am living in a lie?