“Them”

[patch72]

They know what I’m going through.
They can see my world collapsing.
They watch me as I implode.
But not one of them care.
They’re too busy living their day dream lives.
Not a one reaches out to me.
But wonder why I push them away.
And still, they stand there staring.
Watching me stumble and fall.
They say they want to help.
But stab me in the back.
The line between friend and foe blurred.
They do all of this to me.
But have the nerve to ask what’s wrong with me?
Why do they care now?
It’s far too late.
One day though, they’ll learn.
Respect was what I wanted.
A chance what I deserved.
But both I’ve been denied.
Why?
Why do all abandon me in my time of need.
Just to return when the coast is clear?
I sit here, pouring these words out of my heart.
And these tears out of my eyes.
And I wonder.
Does anyone care?
One day I’ll be gone forever.
But to some, I already am.
And I can’t help but to wonder.
Do I really have a friend?