Sadness

And it seems
Whenever you are down,
That no friend
Can ever be found.

Sadness and loneliness;
Hand-in-hand they visit.
Mocking you:
For you are alone.

And none will comfort you
For none will notice.
You would be too scared to cry;
Frightened of rejection.

It has happened before.
Friends reply with condemnation in place of comfort.
"Stop thinking so much," they'd say.
And you do not dare to step out again.

So you keep the trumps to yourself
And force a smile on your face.
You ignore the pain,
Hoping it'd all go away.

It never does;
It merely hides.
But I do not care;
I must not.