I cry
I get scared
I tend to be afraid of people, places, things that are bigger than me
I am at the end of the day just me
I love
To block out the world when it continues to make the least bit of sense
I try my hardest to stay away from people who will hurt me
All along I found out some of those people were my closest friends
Were they really my friends
Who is a friend
I'm a friend
Still I remain just me
I tend to keep quiet
And keep these unwanted words, feelings, thoughts inside
But these words have to come out, in the end paper becomes my only friend
But remember I will always still just be me