When Nobody Cares
I stand behind her,
As she screams my name,
The way I see myself before me,
It seems like some sort of game.
It's hard when you're always lying,
Always hiding the way you feel.
Losing your sight on truthful words,
Forgetting what is real.
Oh my, you made me cry. My son was like this the last year before he died. The coroner said it was suicide. His mom and I are shattered and broken knowing that he can never be woken. Please...