Crying

When I laugh, everyone sees, everyone notices, no one joins me.
When I cry, everyone sees, everyone notices, no one asks why.
When I'm hurt, everyone sees, everyone notices, no one cares.
They say they care about me and my tears hurt them, but I'm hurting too.
I just want a shoulder to cry on.

I Wonder...

I know I have people who love me and I know how much the world would miss me if I was gone, but how much would I miss the world?