To Brighten The Day

She told them it was reality

Maybe not to them but it was to her

They looked at her and kept on

But inside she began to stir

She was angry that the others didn't care

She was angry that she had never seen

That what was dying on the inside

To them was a distant dream

How come the screams kept going

While her neighbors managed to sleep

And how come all she managed to say

To her friends was nothing deep

The dying part of her insides

Just sat and stayed to same

While all the other people
Stayed obsessed in their happy fame

She grew tired of the people

Who refused to see all that she saw

And she then decided that her feelings

Her friends could not recall

She left and no one came running

So she ran to people she liked
She met some people she like to call friends
And distanced herself from the ones she disliked
She found herself by running away
To a place of people new

Running away is sometimes ok

When there's nothing left to do

So there's a happy story

There's nothing real left to say

I don't know what was the purpose

But I hope it helps the day