I see you

I see you, seeing me,

And wondering what im supposed to be.

My head is hanging low,

And silent tears are being cried.

You wonder what im thinking,

And want to hear my silent cries.

But instead of silent cries,

You hear whispered lies,

All from the sneakiest spies.

You believe I am like a thorn, and want to

Be alone and morn.

I see you walking away,

Wishing you had something to say.

Poetgirl12