They assume you’re cold
Because you never bare your soul
You start to share your feelings
But they can never accept what’s told
They want a real friend
Someone that has their back to the end
Open ears and full honesty
But they really want you to be fake, to pretend
In trying to keep them happy
Your true self begins to get snappy
You are still trying to please
But you are painfully unhappy
Love all of these! Keep writing niece.