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Befriending Pieces


She cries late at night when no one can hear her He screams in the shower because of the pressure She runs to a corner because that's her only friend He tries to man up, but he's broken within She smiles in the day in front of her peers Shining bright in the mist of her years The day goes by and all of those cheers... Turned right back to oppressing tears He goes on and follows the trend Nothing is better than being with a friend He's hiding a secret deep within He's a broken one, gone with the wind All they want is to fit in Feel like they belong See how it feels to win And not do nothing wrong But they can't help feeling like they aren't good enough Until they found each other and made their world a park...
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