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.