State

When I'm in this state of mind I really don't know why my parents try to talk to me.
Its just going to end in an argument.

Sitting in that hall with the constant drone.
The drone of my once best friends, which I could talk to for hours about the future aspects of our lives.
All I could hear was their talking, their high pitched over the top giggling.
I'd always been the outsider,
However I was on the inside.
Now I'm the outsider on the outside looking in.
Now I can actually see how different I had to be when I was around them.
I had to be someone I'm not.
When I saw them 3 guys walk past my chair,
The 3 guys which I adore.
I wanted them to pick me up and take me away.
Take me even if they had to drag me, which they wouldn't have.
Taken me away from the 6 fakes,
The fake masks which they wear, I can see through.
I'm not stupid I know when I'm not wanted.
One thing I've learnt from leaving them,
Be yourself not who your friends want you to be.
"God has given you one face, and you make yourself another"
William Shakesphere.