When the people that I care about cry, I do whatever I can to turn their day around.
But when its me in their shoes, I have no shoulder to lean on.
I’m locked up in my room curled in the cold hard floor, the tears dripping uncontrollably.
I know this is partly my fault. I push everyone away. I hardly let anyone in.
But this does make me wonder, the people whom I call friends.. Do they really care?
Or is it me? Am I the reason for all my problems?
Loneliness, fear and pain are suffocating me.
They seem to be a trail leading me through the circle of life.