If I can't be my true self, who can I be?

Who can I share my thoughts with,

Who will understand me?

Will you be there when I need you

Or when you need to be?

Can you wipe my tears as they fall,

Or will you watch silently?

Its all becoming clear now

Its all making sense to me

You arent who I thought you were

Your not what I want to see

I dont even take it personal

Because you mean nothing to me.