Fake, Broken, And Dreaming

Make me feel forgotten
Might as well be
It’s not that I’ve done see through
You just don’t seem to care

Let me sit here a little longer
I’ll feel like maybe you’re still there
Your face turned to the side
eyes wandering away

Are you truly there?
Or is this just an illusion
the chair beside me
Empty with your body in it.

Even with you beside me
I’ve never felt so alone
Pencil and paper are my new best friends
Like you and I
One just uses the other

Pass those kind eyes to others
I guess I’ll accept your cold shoulder
allow him to smile on the outside
while I cry deep within

Don’t worry dear, it’s not that I miss you
Tonight you’ll come back to my like so many times before
Pretend that you love me, and smile as we chat
It’s all just fake, broken, and I’m Dreaming